




While three of the fiercest warriors in human history—a Viking raider, a ninja in feudal Japan, and a WWII pilot—are killers in their own right, they are merely prey for their new opponent: the ultimate killer of killers.
While three of the fiercest warriors in human history—a Viking raider, a ninja in feudal Japan, and a WWII pilot—are killers in their own right, they are merely prey for their new opponent: the ultimate killer of killers.
Finally, a Predator movie that doesn't embarrass. Killer of Killers is, without exaggeration, the best thing that has been done with the franchise in years. And I say that with glee, because we fans were already coming in with our expectations in the ground.
From minute one, the visual style grabs you. It has that high-level videogame feel, with a character design that is easy on the eyes and Predators that are brutal, imposing, and more lethal than ever. It doesn't just look good: it moves well. The combat choreography is amazing, full of strength, rhythm and violence as it should be.
The best part is that we finally get what we've been waiting for: confrontations and plots that do justice to these intergalactic hunters. No cheap filler or jokes out of place, here everything is to the point and with respect for the character.
The hand of Steven J. Meyer (yes, the same one who led the character animation in Arcane) is very noticeable, because there is a tremendous care in every movement, in the expressions, even in the final credits, which are worked with an affection that many superproductions would like.
Killer of Killers is not only a gift for the fans, it is also a proof that with love for the original material and a talented team, Predator still has a lot of game ahead of it.