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Helmet masks the acting in ‘Dredd 3D’

  • McClatchy-Tribune
  • Published Friday, Sep. 21, 2012, at 7:47 a.m.

Review

‘Dredd 3D’

* 1/2

Rating: R for strong bloody violence, language, drug use and some sexual content

Starring: Karl Urban, Olivia Thirlby, Lena Headey, Wood Harris

Directed by: Pete Travis

In the movies, the old saying goes, some stars wear the hat. And sometimes, the hat wears them.

Say whatever else you want about Sylvester Stallone’s kitschy 1995 turn as futuristic comic book judge-jury-executioner Judge Dredd, the dude wore the helmet. Karl Urban replaces him in the new “Dredd 3D.” And frankly, the helmet wears Karl.

He never takes off the over-sized thing. It closes off his performance and masks his charisma. We only see his scowling jaw and hear his hissed one-liners, chewing out the rookie mind-reading judge (Olivia Thirlby) who forgets to wear hers.

“Sir, helmets interfere with my psychic abilities.”

“Think a bullet in the head might interfere with ’em more,” the Judge mutters.

In a future when much of America is irradiated and 800 million people are crammed into MegaCity, the concrete metropolis that stretches from Boston to Washington, tens of thousands are packed into mega high-rises, many at the mercy of mega criminals.

The judges are all that stand in the way of anarchy. They’re wired-in, hi-tech hunter/prosecutor/killers, men and women who solve (sort of) crimes, catch criminals and dole out punishment, on the spot.

The death penalty is their favorite.

There’s a new drug making the rounds. There always is. “Slo Mo,” it’s called, and Ma-Ma is the drug lord who has it. Lena Headey (“300”) plays her in a performance that begins and ends with flashy scar-riddled makeup.

When Dredd and the “mutant” psychic judge-in-training, Anderson (Thirlby), nab one of Ma-Ma’s thugs (Wood Harris), of course you know this means war.

The 3-D here is used to greatest effect in slow-motion shootings, impalings and throat slashings — blood-on-the-lens stuff. The villain is poorly drawn. The script lets her down, and Headey just isn’t “big” enough in persona, performance and presence, to suggest a murderous monster who ruthlessly slashed and intimidated her way to the top.

And Urban — so droll as Dr. McCoy in the “Star Trek” reboot, so sinister as Black Hat in “Priest,” so worthy a foe for Bruce Willis in “Red” — is lost behind that big ol’ helmet.

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