Riddick‘s out now. Grantland posted a wonderful primer on the series, the character, and one Mr. V. Diesel, which is well worth a read.
I love Pitch Black. It’s one of my favourite SF films of all time. Partly because of the minimal ensemble cast of almost unknown actors, partly the stark harshness (harsh starkness?) of the desert and the contrast between blazing day and total night, and partly the grungy lo-fi, low-budget vibe.
But mainly because: Riddick. Intergalactic badass with surgically shined eyes, the wits and moves of an alpha predator, and not a single sleeved shirt.
Then four years later came Chronicles of Riddick, a sequel with the kind of grandiose title that made me immediately worried it was going to be a completely different kind of movie. And it was, and it was objectively pretty bad – incomprehensible plot, lots of Royal Shakespeare Company-trained actors hamming it up massively, including Judi Dench (!) – but I still enjoyed it.
Because, you know – Riddick. Who (spoiler alert for a nine year old film!) ended up being emperor of the galaxy! Somehow. Maybe? I’m still not clear. He’s king of the Necromongers, at least! (Ugh.)
And now, those nine years later, Riddick’s back, and this time – judging by the eponymous titling of the film – it’s personal. I’m trying to avoid reading too much about the movie so I don’t spoiler myself, but I do know he’s not the king of anybody anymore. And the brief synopsis on IMDB sounds remarkably familiar:
Left for dead on a sun-scorched planet, Riddick finds himself up against an alien race of predators.
Pitch Black 2, ladies and gentlemen! I can’t wait.
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Thanks! (doffs cap)
I love the Drogo on the Iron Throne comparison. Very apt. Also, being a girl, I can totally do this about the whole situations: SQUEEEEE!
I could be excited about this movie. Maybe.
Am I not allowed to SQUEEE? Even on the interweb?
DAMN YOU GENDER INEQUALITY
GAH I HAVE FALLEN TO THE MATRIARCHY OH GOD NOOOOOO