Alien gore is very rarely my cup of tea, but Predators — the Robert Rodriguez-produced sequel to the 23-year-old franchise — manages to please my entertainment appetite, while minimally triggering my gag reflex.
by Shannon Vestal
Alien gore is very rarely my cup of tea, but Predators — the Robert Rodriguez-produced sequel to the 23-year-old franchise — manages to please my entertainment appetite, while minimally triggering my gag reflex.
That wasn't the only surprise about this Summer flick: Adrien Brody, whose very casting inspired confusion, actually fits nicely into the role of rugged, take-no-prisoners action hero. OK, so he's using his best Christian Bale-as-Batman voice, but he pulls off the part with swagger to spare (his physical transformation — six-pack abs and huge guns — certainly help too). Brody plays the reluctant leader of a band of strangers mysteriously dropped in a jungle with nothing in common, except that they're all killers in some capacity. The first chill comes in the revelation that they've been chosen for a mission — to be the most dangerous game for bloodthirsty alien predators.
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