Predators

If I wanted to use a strong word, I’d probably use "disappointment" first, but "wasted potential" seems more appropriate with hindsight. Antal is talented, there’s no denying it because for two hours I felt like I was watching unadulterated 1980s carnage. It’s aided by good cinematography, and Debney’s brilliant soundtrack (those native drums just work even twenty-three years later). The present bunch is worse. True, I can't expect psychological miniatures, but... damn, couldn't it have been stretched for a few more minutes so we could learn a little more about them? There are all sorts of excuses for this, such as the fact that action movies were made this way when the first film was made. But what do you do with one random survivor and a nutcase with a scalpel? It’s also hard to love a film where I have to hit my head a lot to shake the memory of any significant action out of it. In that regard, I'll be eagerly awaiting the Director's Cut on DVD. Until then, it gets a hesitant 3 ½ stars. PS: The first half earns five stars. (07/09/2010)

Predators would like to appear as an enriching tribute to the original, but they turn out to be a weaker and oddly strange remake. Unfortunately, what worked twenty years ago as an uncompromising rampage now occasionally seems amusing and tiresome in a more psychological sense. The disappointment is even greater because the introduction, full of confused tough guys and tension, promised a lot. However, when the script decides to involve the strategic side of things in the finale and clumsily adds complications and twists involving the characters themselves, everything goes downhill. Not even the good acting duo of Brody-Grace can save it. 50% (01/08/2011)

Too bad there wasn’t more money, it could have been a great picture. Anyway, it’s made by fans, for fans, and that really showed on Predators. Blood, even the green kind, flows in copious amounts, there’s a thousand and one snappy lines, and, most importantly, it honors the original. Adrien Brody is ripped, I wasn’t expecting such a scrawny little guy to get in shape like this (maybe it’s time for me to hit the gym, if he can do it, why can’t I? :D) and his Royce is the classic type of soldier that you can’t help but fall in love with. The same goes for Oleg Taktarov and the Yakuza guy. A mention belongs to Topher Grace, who spiced the whole cast up very nicely. But casting Laurence Fishburne was a big mistake, he spoiled the whole middle of the movie. He wasn’t the right guy for the Noland character and overall held the movie back. Antal did a fine job, and thanks to him everything runs like clockwork, and the whole movie flows along nicely. This is also thanks to John Debney, who utilizes every last note of Silvestri’s original score, subtly embellishing it here and there for a more modern fit. P.S.: I wish I could say that more often about other translators too, but alas I cannot. (08/20/2010)

Antal has an incredible sensitivity for getting that eighties feeling right, in the end Brody surprisingly doesn’t seem like Arnie’s androgynous embryo (in the ending sequence his muscle-bound body was particularly impressive... or else CGI technology is much more advanced that I thought) and so only the more expensive half away from the jungle is the only thing that spoils it; not that it’s outright bad, but it lags far behind the first half in terms of quality. In the better half, it’s so good that it is better than the original. (07/09/2010)

Although Adrien Brody is just fine, Liam Neeson would have been better :-) Sniper Alice Braga is the best member of the team. The identification of Alan Silvestri’s soundtrack classic comes within the first few seconds and the musical themes characterizing the world of the original movie are preserved and used reasonably well. The screenwriters also remain faithful to the key storyline and principles on which the original movie was built. That’s not a matter of stealing, but rather quoting guided by the creators’ own reason with respect to the original movie and, above all, by their undisguised fannish love for it. Robert Rodriguez’s crew managed a small miracle even with a low budget. That is true at least of the first, for me five-star half of the film, which really took me back to the time when I was fond of such moving pictures. In its attempt to be “cool & in”, the second half, beginning with the arrival of Laurence Fishburne’s character, relies on (unnecessary) unexpected twists and plays more with the original elements. I might have a bigger problem with that than the new (Morpheus) generation would have, because this generation doesn’t know the original movie and was raised with more sophisticated scripts even within this genre. The purity of the original movie disappears, but what can we do? The upgrade was necessary and the damage is not that bad, because we are still far from the butchery and frivolity committed by parasitic crossovers such as Alien vs. Predator, the poor reputation of which will certainly affect the box office earnings of this opus. Which Predators doesn’t deserve, because although it doesn’t end as spectacularly as it begins and though it changes some things from the original, it shouldn’t and doesn’t change some other things it could, it will remain the only solid and successful sequel of the 1980s phenomenon. Thanks, Roberto! (07/02/2010)