An Over-the-top, artsy-fartsy gore extravaganza
Shoot a guy in the stomach, cut the speed to half, then watch as bright red blood splatters and fills your screen. That’s what you’re going to get from Dredd, a hyper-violent, bloody hell of a film that delivers in stylistic action but loses its ground on character development. And that’s what you should expect – no more, no less.
What seemed to be a promising start ended up as a wasted opportunity; it had the right constituents for a great film and the futuristic setting looked very promising. But the movie lost me with poor interaction between the two leads Karl Urban, Olivia Thirlby, and the so-so performance of Game of Throne’s Lena Headey. I just felt indifferent and didn’t seem to be interested much with what they’re doing. In fact the only saving grace that kept me hooked was the brutal action, which on an entertainment level, delivered. That prevented the film from becoming an utter mess and needs to be recognized. Aside from that there’s nothing more to say, other than be cautious when deciding to try it out.