The latest chapter in the sci-fi series about anti-hero Riddick, an extremely dangerous, escaped convict, finds Riddick left for dead on a sun-scorched planet. As Riddick travels across this desert-esque wasteland he begins to realize that indigenous predators offer a more substantial threat to his survival than the climate. With no other choice, Riddick activates an emergency beacon which alerts various mercenaries out to claim the bounty on Riddick's head. With a storm on the horizon, which brings these predators out in droves, time is running out for Riddick and the mercenaries themselves to escape with their lives. David Twohy's Riddick is a often generic, testosterone-fueled sci-fi action film which spends most of its effort re-establishing Riddick as an extremely dangerous bad-ass who should not be messed with. The film does spend the time to link this outing to the previous film, The Chronicles of Riddick, using a simplistic backstory that doesn't waste too much time. The backstory certainly works but I was glad it didn't encapsulate too much of the film with Twohy moving on rather quickly. The script of Riddick is serviceable but there are quite a few generic characters that really bring nothing new or interesting to Riddick's plight. Some of the character dynamics between the mercenaries are just unnecessary and uninteresting to the point that I found myself losing interest whenever Riddick was off screen. Riddick is a film that is far more like Pitch Black than Chronicles, and that is certainly a good thing, delivering a rather straight-forward, testosterone-fueled narrative that is entertaining even though it brings nothing new to the table.
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