Après quelques efficaces moments sanglants, le serpent finit par se mordre sa queue et l'histoire commence à piétiner. L'ennemi perd de son aura en apparaissant beaucoup trop souvent à l'écran et les solutions de survie frisent le ridicule. Surtout que la progression rompt avec sa propre logique interne.

From the first scene and for a while afterward, Predators lures in an unsuspecting audience and keeps it on edge. But what starts with so much promise and intrigue devolves into a more predictable cat-and-mouse game.

Robert Rodriguez-produced pic puts a bulked-up Adrien Brody in Arnold Schwarzenegger's erstwhile shoes, to clamorous if uninvolving results.

For all the movie's highs, the movie's large cast causes problems. Taking a hard-R approach, the Predators needed characters to be the occasional victims, but this leaves many of the stranded human killers feeling ancillary and superfluous. From the very start it's obvious where the line of demarcation between survivors and victims lays, and while it's endlessly entertaining to watch the alien hunters do what they do best, it would have been useful to get to know these people before we watched them slaughtered.