Several years behind the rest of the world, I got around to renting “The Chronicles of Riddick.”

We will speak not of the plot, nor the characterizations. The less said, the better. But the action scenes had the usual Vin Diesel you-have-got-to-be-shitting-me-I-don’t-buy-that-for-a-minute charm, and the visuals were really really cool. They had this neat Undead Art Deco thing goin’ on. Reminded me of Oscar Chichoni mated with H.R. Giger, taking an Art History class down at the Learning Annex. Only in space.

Okay, it’s late, I’m groggy, and I just watched someone in a really cool goth-stormtrooper suit commit a half dozen seperate Evil Overlord Blunders in rapid succession. You know what I mean.

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