Hokey in the extreme, invoking the patchy late night philosophy of Von Daniken and full of glorious gore - the first is a film bold enough to pitch the Predator as a love interest, while the sequel evokes 80s video nasties with its out-and-out grimness. Admittedly I've only seen them once, back to back whilst half cut late one night that soon slipped into a hazy morning, but then surely that's how they're meant to be watched. Here's a small confession, upon which you're free to judge me harshly.
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