Tom Ice
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Robert Rodriguez’ „Predators” could very easily have been the blood curdling orgy of gore which everybody was hoping it would be. It could also have been that pensive allegory, brimming with the rich symbolism that used to be a staple of classic science fiction films. And when you think of its directors’(and cinematographer’s) European training ( both Antal and Pados studied directing in Budapest, Hungary), you even wish it had that tinge of visual kookiness, that obscure reference or that long traveling shot, full of meaning and dark poetry. What we get instead is a drab recapitulation of the first Predator movie, with the exception that the action no longer happens on Earth, but in some alien jungle, which however, does not differ much from our own blue planet: breathable air, drinkable water, comparable temperatures. Add to that the fact that the flora is pretty much identical to the one on earth, so much so even, that one of the characters can accurately point to earthly hallucinogenic plants. Curiously enough however, there is no indigenous fauna that one can discern. The film starts the mid-air awakening of one free-falling character, the main one it turns out (played by Adrien Brody) whose parachute opens just as he draws dangerously close to the jungle canopy. He is quickly joined by a host of stereotypical badasses: a Mexican drug cartel enforcer(Danny Trejo), a Russian soldier with an oversized Gatling gun (Oleg Taktarov), an Israeli sharpshooter(Alice Braga), a Yakuza hitman (Louis Ozawa Changchien), an apparently nerdy MD(Topher Grace), an African warlord( Mahershalalhashbaz Ali)and a convicted sociopath wearing a bright orange uniform(Walton Goggins). Later on, they are joined by a rambling, insane soldier who tries to kill them. (Laurence Fishburne). The muscular looking Brody takes the lead and soon puts two and two together: the planet is an alien game-reserve and they, as well as other unfortunate alien species, a
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