A great science fiction update of "The Most Dangerous Game" that don't over-complicate the movie with stupid subplots, government villains, moles, traitors or other shitty things. It builds to a great climax. I also love the laugh of the Predator at the end. Carl Weathers has one of his few great roles. Legendary music from Alan Silvestri too but a few off-screen kills make the film look censored.
"Alien" meets "Apocalypse Now" - and it works until the final act. Creeping tension - along with characters strong enough for each of them to carry an entire movie - brings an action flick that demystifies an idea of the action hero when he's confronted against insurmountable. Sadly, it's concluded as a typical Arnie flick and exact opposite of the brilliant larger whole. Jungle beats and main theme expand uniqueness
"He's using the trees." Thirty years later, "Predator" holds an irresistible sway, due in no small part to its level of restraint: if Werner Herzog directed an action film, it might look something like this. As the Predator's artillery lights up the nighttime jungle like a fireworks display from hell, Arnold Schwarzenegger must literally become a mud-caked earth totem in order to stop this interstellar force.
One of the greatest examples of three-act structure and quick character establishment in film. Yes, I said it. Notice how the men who use technology the most die first - Arnie has to literally become one with nature to beat the tech-heavy Predator. And he does it all with only sweat and those ridiculous biceps. Basically the Most Dangerous Game, but with beefy men's men as the prey, instead of Fay Wray. Works for me.
This is one of Arnold's best films, showing that not even an invisible alien can defeat Schwarzenegger. John McTiernan just had a knack for making great action thrillers and this one even delivers on the gore in a great way. Also great creature design from the incredible Stan Winston.
A fun and action-filled ride that is filled with more bulging man-meat than a porno. The macho 80's vibe is obviously ridiculous but makes for a very good time as long as you can stomach the one-liners and muscle fetischism. The direction is confident, swift and to the point. There is virtually no space wasted in this paper-thin story which is quite a feat in itself. Enjoyable but forgettable.