Predator

shout at the devil until it echoes back to you and your throat cannot take any more and all your tomorrows are bloody and your shortcomings are laid bare once again by unforeseen circumstances, dreadful happenings, the loss of everything you were fades into the end of all things and as we pass the shadows of those who were once with us, those who were "fighting the good fight" or doing whatever bullshit task they set us to doing in the name of it. self destruct. This, Prey, and Predator: Killer of Killers all remarkably have in common one thing: they remember to be great stories in their own right and then they add the Yautja to it and as a movie, it then goes from great to something in the next stratosphere.