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Black's latest addition to the franchise cashes in on high-octane action scenes, comedy, self-referential moments and pathological mapping that draws you into the Loonies' psychology, questions of ability and the mission at hand.
What's remarkable is that the results are so blockbuster-bland. It might've helped if Black had stuck to the band of misfits angle, pitting the Predator against a group of war-ravaged vets who have to find a way past their damage if they're gonna survive.
On the matter of action, Black knows the trade, and it shows: This is by far the best-looking and most pyrotechnic movie in the franchise, with an impressive array of vehicles and hacked-off limbs soaring lovingly through the frame.
Look, if you turn off your brain and just let the succession of images wash over you, the film can be dumb fun, just don't go looking for anything remotely resembling comprehensibility. That apparently does not exist in the Predator universe.
Seeking to relaunch the long-running franchise, this latest sequel crumbles underneath a wearisome mix of gore and broad comedy, yielding a laundry list of shortcomings from which it's possible to run, but not hide.
As we learn over the course of the film why the Predators keep coming back to Earth, we also see that Black doesn't take the stories and themes that the previous Predator movies explored seriously either.
Black's new movie is less the goofy, garish sequel we were hoping for and more an act of universe-building. But, hey, at least there's a bigger, badder Predator on the scene, one that looks like he's been doing CrossFit.
There are sparks of Shane Black's humor and style lining up with the brutality and bite of the 1987 original, but they are few and far between because the end product feels misguided, and like it's been sliced and diced to the point of semi-incoherence.