"If it bleeds, we can kill it."

Ok, hands up who's seen Predator.

Yeah, yeah, there's a seven foot tall alien in it, which looks pretty cool and, it's all anyone ever remembers about the film. No one seems to remember that it's probably John McTiernan's finest hour after Die Hard, or that it's one of the most macho films ever made. It's so drenched in testosterone, you'll find it in a strip club, drinking beers and reading magazines full of naked women draped over fast cars holding guns.

It's fucking ludicrous! During the first half hour, you half expect the cast to whip out their knobs and see who can piss the highest. Every other shot seems to consist of one of them flexing their sweat soaked muscles - so much so, you'd think you'd accidently taped over the film with some gay porn.

This over the top macho nonsense also continues into the DVD special edition, if you're ever lucky enough to see it. In fact, if they'd just had the aforementioned pissing contest on the DVD, you'd hardly notice the difference.

All that said, though, any film that can get away with the line "I ain't got time to bleed!" is alright with me.

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