| Visually fantastic; story... not so much. |
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| written by ElMariachi |
December 19, 2006 - 5:06 AM PST |
| The excellent production design is just about the only thing to recommend this sequel to the far lower-budget and far superior Pitch Black. There's a lot of half-baked mystical superpower crap pulled out of the murky depths of David Twohy's cavernous ass that doesn't fit the established universe at all (and you thought midichlorians were bad), there's a planet that turns into a molten inferno in direct sunlight yet still somehow has a breathable atmosphere, and the writing appears to have been done by a bored ten-year-old in the margins of his Social Studies notebook. I mean, come on, "Necromongers?" "Crematoria?" Might as well have named the protagonist "Superdude" instead of Riddick. Oh well, at least there weren't any pandering extreme! sports! inspired stunts *cough* xXx *cough*. All in all, I was embarrassed to be in the same room with a movie as stupid as this one. The lens guys were kind of cool though. |
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