Predator: Concrete Jungle Review

Predator: Concrete Jungle

by David McComb |
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Okay, here’s the score: a Predator has been trapped on earth since the early ’30s, when it tried to commit suicide but somehow survived the blast that destroyed everything else in a 10 mile radius. Now, under instruction from the boys back home, our partially-invisible friend is stalking criminals around a labyrinthine city, saving innocent citizens from laser-totin'

junkies, skinning porn stars and dodging omnipresent police cameras. And if the execrable plot wasn’t bad enough, the mindless combat, bland graphics, moronic missions and teeth-grindingly frustrating platform challenges make this one of the most offensively crap movie spin-offs in recent memory.

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