![]() ![]() Every once and while though logic flies out the window (like in the scene in the subway: Paxton empties two full clips into the Predator’s chest without the Predator suffering a scratch. If anything, the Predators look even better in this one, in all their “pussy-face” dreadlocks glory. The whole sequence inside the Predators’ ship is spectacular. The direction is nothing special, but every once and a while it stumbles on to a great shot. If only the other actors could do so much with so little. The dialog is of the atrocious paint by numbers variety, and would be extremely painful to watch if it weren’t for the above-mentioned actors overacting to their heart’s content. ![]() Predator 2 has among its own Danny Glover (as the bad ass cop in need of some anger management), Gary Busey (doing his best crazy Busey impression) and, God love him, Bill Paxton (doing his best smarmy sexist asshole, but still a good guy shtick). I mean, really, couldn’t the rest of the cast have lived just a little bit longer? Oh well. That and the fact that the plot is barely there kind of make this movie a drag from time to time. After everyone dies and it’s just Arnold versus the Predator there is a whole lot of prep work that really isn’t that exciting to watch. The dialog is not too bad in this movie, and the direction is pretty above the normal action movie call of duty, but I still find myself getting bored at times. ![]() Arnold arm wrestles, wrestles with the Predator, lifts lots of stuff and does just about anything else you can think about to show off that Mr. Every shot seems to be composed to get the most out of the muscle power the director has at his disposal. This movie is really a tribute to muscles more than anything else. For instance, not only does the first film star Arnold Schwarzenegger at his hilarious best, but you are also treated to the joys of Jesse “The Body” Ventura (“I ain’t got time to bleed”) and Carl Weathers straight out of his pumped up days playing Apollo Creed. Who cares about that what about the movies? Casting choices play a surprisingly big role in the enjoyment of the Predator movies. Of course the DVDs have no extras to speak of, including animated menus, (which is odd, because even my VHS copy of Predator has a little “making of” documentary on it) but who cares really? I mean it would be nice to see how they got the Predator’s mandibles to move but otherwise all you really want is the action anyway, right? Since the only silver screen alien cooler than the Predator is the Alien (the two of whom MacFarlane Toys gloriously packaged as a two pack, which I now own making my dream come true) and since I grew up with these movies (I have a worn bootleg copy of Predator 2 that I must have watched a million times when I was 13) I just had to get them at this bargain price. Twenty bucks for two DVDs? Not a bad price at all. But since I don’t really know what else to call it though, the –thon is sticking, dammit!Īnyway, yesterday I visited a Best Buy, saw both Predator movies sitting side by side with $9.99 price stickers on them and thought them just so cute that I had to take them home with me. Ok, since there are only two films in the series –thon is probably not the right suffix to use. ![]()
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