It’s a Vin Diesel sci-fi; I didn’t exactly go in with the highest expectations. Still, though, they should have been a little lower.
No movie has ever made me as uncomfortable as “Riddick” did. The scripting was at a level of awkward I have never experienced.
Almost every line spoken made me cringe in discomfort, especially those of the only female character in the film who hinted toward her sexuality with each word.
There is no way of even knowing whether or not the actors were any good because the writing was so, so bad. Also, I get that Vin Diesel is indestructible, but let’s not push it with having him survive a life-threatening situation every 30 seconds.
It’s exhausting. My favorite part, though, is how the writers still managed to work the typical horror film scene of a woman showering into this sci-fi disaster.