Predator: Badlands (2025)

Dan Trachtenberg takes the Predator franchise by the horns again, flipping the script in a way that feels both bold and brilliantly inevitable. For the first time, we’re not watching humans outrun the hunter—we’re riding shotgun with the hunter himself. Elle Fanning shines as Thia, a sharp-witted Weyland-Yutani synthetic engineered for survival in the stars, her wide-eyed curiosity masking a core of unshakeable resolve. Dimitrius Schuster-Koloamatangi brings raw, magnetic intensity as Dek, the young Yautja outcast from his clan—smaller, scrappier, but fueled by a burning need to prove himself against the ultimate prey. Their unlikely alliance crackles with tension: predator and machine, instinct and code, both chasing something bigger than glory.

Set on a scorching, alien badlands planet far from Earth’s mess, the story pulses with fresh energy—a treacherous quest for an apex adversary that uncovers Predator culture in ways we’ve only glimpsed before. The visuals are a feast: crimson dunes shifting like living sand, bioluminescent ruins glowing under twin moons, and those iconic cloaks shimmering against heat haze. Trachtenberg’s practical effects shine through—mud-caked hunts, bone-crunching traps, and chases that blend slow-burn dread with explosive fury. The humor lands unexpectedly sharp, lightening the gore without diluting the edge, while subtle nods to the franchise’s roots (and a sly Alien crossover tease) reward longtime fans.

It’s not flawless—some say the PG-13 leash tugs a bit too hard on the brutality, leaning into Disney-fied adventure over unfiltered nightmare. But damn if it doesn’t deliver heart, horror, and a rollicking ride that makes you root for the monster. The strongest Predator entry since the original? Close enough. Clocking in at 107 minutes, it’s tight, thrilling, and leaves you hungry for Trachtenberg’s teased third chapter. If Prey was the spark, Badlands is the wildfire. Grab your plasma caster—the hunt’s on.
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