Monday, January 16, 2012

Predators (2010)


R, 1 hr. 46 min.  Directed By:  Nimród Antal.  Release Date:  Jul 9, 2010  DVD Release Date: Oct 19, 2010.

Do you ever look at an actor and think that he basically peaked way too soon?  That’s how I feel nearly every time I look at Adrien Brody, whose descent into madness has been... shall we say, Lohanesque. When he first appeared on my radar in 2001 or 2002, I thought he was talented.  He’s still the youngest man to win Best Actor, so I wasn’t alone in that.  Either that or the Academy and I stroked out at precisely the same moment. Since ’03 or ’04, I’ve been watching his Lohan-esque spiral with equal amounts of horror and fascination.

Predators is just the next link in the chain.  Brody is probably the only strong point in the film, and I don’t think his portrayal of Royce is bad… I just think he didn’t have much to work with.  At least I felt like he wasn’t phoning in his role, which I couldn’t say of anyone else.  The movie is poorly written and conceived.  At some point the powers that be need to understand that one successful movie doesn’t need an infinite number of increasingly crappy sequels.  The characters all feel like someone was using a D&D character developer to come up with stereotypes for “warriors” from all kinds of perspective.

At 106 minutes, Predators manages to be the longest movie ever.  Each all-too-brief action sequence is prefaced by a dull bit of boredom that I think was supposed to build the suspense.  For folks who are unfamiliar with the Predator saga, it might work, but since I already know about the trick with the mud and the technology the aliens are using, it really didn’t do much for me. 

I do have to give them props about Topher Grace.  Not that he didn’t suck, but his character.  I totally swallowed the red herring they threw our way, and for about fifteen minutes, I thought he’d been selected for the hunt so he could serve as a medic.  It wasn’t until much later (but not before the big reveal) that I learned the reason for his presence. 

Anyway, my gut and head both rate this in the stupid zone.  It’s not without some entertainment merit, but you can totally skip this without feeling guilty.