PREDATOR: KILLER OF KILLERS (2025)

Studio:   20th Century Studios/Hulu
Director: Dan Trachtenberg, Josh Wassung
Writer:   Micho Robert Rutare
Producer: John Davis, Dan Trachtenberg, Marc Toberoff, Ben Rosenblatt
Stars:    Lindsay LaVanchy, Louis Ozawa, Rick Gonzalez, Michael Biehn

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Summary:

Three stories feature a Viking, a samurai, and a WWII pilot battling deadly Predators in different time periods.


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Animated anthology film “Predator: Killer of Killers” can be quickly reviewed with a simplified summation. The streamlined stories are highly enjoyable, and they introduce intriguing elements for expanding broader Predator lore. The animation isn’t as hot, burning at a variable temperature tuned to a viewer’s individual tastes. Combine the fiction’s A grade with the animation’s C and you get a solid B baseline, which can then scale in either direction depending on how much one appreciates the vibrant violence and this particular cel-shaded style.

The movie consists of three standalone segments taking place in different historical eras plus a final fourth one where everything comes together. “The Shield” centers on Ursa, a fierce warrior who brings her son on a quest to kill the murderous man who caused her to become a vengeful Viking. “The Sword” follows a 20-year rivalry between two brothers, Kenji and Kiyoshi, who have conflicting views about becoming samurai like their father. “The Bullet” finds struggling mechanic John Torres trying to become a pilot during WWII. Slight spoiler: all of them end up captured in their respective time periods, but they’re pulled out of stasis to battle in an arena on the yautja home world where the last fighter standing will win the title ‘Killer of Killers,’ assuming they can defeat the hulking Predator Warlord first.

Narratively, the stories don’t try anything too fancy. Nor should they, considering they’re so brief, someone could credibly accuse them of being thin. The 80-minute duration divides equally across all four chapters, giving each one roughly 20 minutes apiece. “The Sword” is also completely wordless until four lines are spoken right before it concludes.

The name of the game for “Predator: Killer of Killers” is action. Predators use their distinctive cloaking technology and thermal vision to stalk prey, but only momentarily, and maybe only for fan service. For a majority of the runtime, the film’s focus remains intent on delivering sound and fury in the form of consistently explosive audio and copious carnage.

It’s not just the usual hand-to-hand combat between humans and yautja, either. “The Bullet” takes to the skies for a dogfight between an advanced alien spaceship and American planes from 1942. The final faceoff unexpectedly introduces a massive monster to complicate combat for arena gladiators. In addition to each segment having its own era and weaponry, they also take place in varied locales like icy Scandinavia, a Japanese forest, and the Atlantic Ocean. The filmmakers clearly designed each short to imaginatively use individual environments for inventive setups incorporating frozen lakes, crumbling buildings, and historical context so there’s rarely an opening for the nearly nonstop fighting to feel repetitive.

Even with so much attention paid to dazzling the senses with spectacle, the stories are surprisingly thematic. Each main character’s arc takes them on a short hero’s journey. Confrontations with Predators force them to face fears, find courage, or set aside personal differences to finally overcome an obstacle from their past that prevented them from evolving until the yautja’s challenge. Amid all the swordplay, tracer fire, and bloodshed, it’s easy to lose sight of how much authentic motivation drives the stakes in “Predator: Killer of Killers” beyond simple survival.

Because the movie is so kinetic, the animation has a bad habit of becoming an unfortunate distraction. The art isn’t really the issue. While being far from photorealistic, the designs look something like a cross between Disney’s “Star Wars” cartoons and Netflix’s “The Witcher,” yet with more textured detail.

I’m not versed enough in proper terminology to describe this exactly, but what’s jarring is the animation employs what I’ll call a skip-frame technique, as if every second or third frame is missing so the film looks like a glitchy video playing while buffering. It’s a creative choice, but the style isn’t commonplace enough for average eyes to be immediately accustomed to it. The acquired taste does go down smoother as the movie moves forward. Yet when so many scenes rely heavily on action-oriented imagery, it’s difficult to not notice the jittery delivery.

Of course, viewers who take to the artistic style won’t have this hurdle at their height. Others might not find overwhelming substance in the storytelling. Peeves notwithstanding, everyone should still find a jolting bolt of animated energy, making this a movie for franchise fans who want to sear their eyes with colorful entertainment that proves there are still new Predator sights to see, as series steward Dan Trachtenberg continues to craft clever ways to tell unique tales with their mythos.

Review Score: 80