Richard B. Riddick. My favorite hero archetype. The dictionary entry for what defines credible and incredible in a badass character. Until…I just finished watching Riddick, the third installment in the trilogy of movies about Richard B. Riddick.
It. Was. GAR-BAGE! I mean, I can’t even…
As much as I had anticipated seeing it, and as long as it took me to get around to it, my disappointment trumps my anticipation. It was so bad, I couldn’t sit through it a second time to decide what exactly I wanted to say about it in my blog post. it. I’ve seen The Chronicles of Riddick countless times, and this follow-up undermines into the realm of stupidity everything I enjoyed about installment two of the live action series.
That whooshing sound you hear is my sigh of relief that it’s over.
