The answer is a surprisingly brutal brawl. In the film’s climax, Kelly engages in hand-to-claw combat with a Xenomorph. It is not elegant. It is not choreographed like a wrestling match. It is desperate, ugly, and heavy. For two minutes, we watch the most charismatic action star of his generation get genuinely roughed up by a man in a rubber suit—and it works because Johnson sells the fear. Let’s be honest: Alien vs. Predator: Requiem is a mess. It is too dark (literally—cinematographers call it "the black crush movie"), its characters are thinly sketched, and its R-rated violence feels gratuitous rather than terrifying. Critics savaged it. Audiences squinted through the darkness and shrugged.
★★☆☆☆ (Four stars if you love bad monster movies. One star if you need to see what’s happening on screen.) the rock alien movie
Forget the chestbursters. Forget the iconic hiss of a Xenomorph. The film’s most electrifying—and, dare we say, most surreal —element is watching the man who would be Black Adam trade body slams for a pump-action shotgun. Johnson plays Pvt. Kelly, a hardened U.S. Army soldier returning home to the fictional town of Gunnison, Colorado, on leave. On paper, Kelly is a stock archetype: the grizzled veteran with haunted eyes and a "get it done" attitude. In execution, however, Johnson elevates him into something far more intriguing. The answer is a surprisingly brutal brawl