The Predator...sniffle...

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When I saw the preview for The Predator, I stared in disbelief and trembled with excitement. Finally...FINALLY...a new Predator film that looked like everything had been done right. And by none other than Shane Black! If anyone would do it right, it was him!

And then the reviews started pouring in...

Die hard Predator Fan as I am, I stuck to my guns that this one was gonna be awesome. And then it hit the shelves and I bought it and took it home and piled up on the sofa in my jammies to watch it.

It was beautiful. Practical effects instead of CGI blew me away, throwback to the 80's glory of monster films. Fugitive was awesome, and I cheered him on as he sliced, ripped, and shot his way through an instillation of government idiots.

And then...it happened. Halfway through the film, my hero was dead. Killed in less than 90 seconds in an unceremonious and undignified confrontation that made him look like a ragdoll in the hands of his enemy.

...heartbroken...disappointed...angry....

But, the film does have a lot going for it. And I'd like to talk about all of those points one-by-one in a brief series of posts about this film. I won't bash it completely, because it was well acted, beautifully filmed, and it did stick to the Canon of previous films. But, if you're a die-hard Yautja fan like I am (my nickname in junior high was Machiko) then there are some things about this film that create a bit of disappointment. And as much as I'd like to dive in and pick them all apart right here, I think this film and its participants deserve a little time and discussion. So, check out the next post in The Predator...sniffle series, coming next week.