Robin Solsjö Höglund’s review published on Letterboxd:
In this shitty Predator ripoff, a group of tough fighters face off with an alien that appears every six years in Burma and uses..martial arts.
It looks like it was directed by Paul W.S. Anderson right after he made Mortal Kombat, with effects from the same era and everything. The creature is a direct ripoff of the Predator in every major way, down to its cloaking ability, heat vision and even a natural element disturbing said heat vision. The movie has comic book graphics inserted like the Director's Cut of The Warriors for some reason. And Nicolas Cage is a wise old martial arts master who likes to wear newspaper hats.
The only saving grace is that Nicolas Cage('s stunt double) gets to kick some ass and do some sick flips, I think that's what we all came to see anyway. It has nothing to do with jiu jitsu. The opening is an absolute clusterfuck of poor filmmaking decisions. Nicolas Cage doesn't even appear until halfway in when the main character literally falls into his little rabbit hole by mistake.
Anyway, I think I've said enough. You'll know if you're the right person for it if you've read this far and you're willing to happily piss away 100 minutes on it.