I struggle to think of another ‘80s film icon that has endured as strongly as the Predator despite only having been in a single good film. That’s not so much a dig on how bad Predator 2 and the pair of Alien Vs. Predator films are (though all three are certainly worth the derision), as it is a testament to how good the character is. His origins are an enigma, but his motivations require no grand backstory: He’s an alien hunter who likes to keep the skulls of his prey as trophies. It’s simple, really. And that’s why Predators, the two-decades late sequel that should-have-been instead of the previous trio of disappointments, works as well as it does.