Riddick (David Twohy, 2013)

The Vin Diesel franchise rolls on, and this installment, despite lacking all of the heavyweight cameo contributions of its 2004 predecessor, The Chronicle of Riddick, is actually a substantially better film simply because it strips away the pantomime-villain and costume silliness and gets back to the basics of Pitch Black, namely that Riddick is an unstoppable bad-ass and no number of beasties or bounty-hunters is going to stand a chance against him when he's on his personal playground. There has quite possibly never been an anti-hero so far at the 'anti' end of the spectrum: you certainly wouldn't want a drink with the guy, let alone root for him any more than you would the shark in Jaws. It's still trash, of course, but at least it has no embarrassing pretensions to be otherwise.

4/10