CINEMA REVIEW: Dredd 3D (18)

Dredd 3D (18)

PETE Travis’ ultra-violent reboot of the 2000AD comic Judge Dredd takes a high-velocity gun to the heads of its victims and splatters their brains across the camera lens.

Director Travis lingers on the carnage of a designer drug called Slo-Mo, which reduces the speed of skirmishes to a crawl allowing us to see the trajectory of bullets as they scythe through flesh and explode internal organs with sickening fury.

It’s a far cry from Danny Cannon’s ill-fated, cartoonish 1995 foray with chisel-jawed Sylvester Stallone.

Dredd opens with a frenetic motorcycle pursuit and Travis keeps his foot on the accelerator most of the film.

Karl Urban scowls beneath his helmet, tossing out occasional one-liners, while Olivia Thirlby adds a touch of humanity. Her troubled heroine is the only character with anything that resembles an emotional arc.

Lena Headey chews scenery with obvious relish, defying macho conventions as a powerful woman in the patriarchal mire.

Special effects are solid and Travis acknowledges the 3D by throwing debris and limbs at the screen at regular intervals.

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