Réalisation:
Pete TravisScénario:
Alex GarlandPhotographie:
Anthony Dod MantleMusique:
Paul Leonard-MorganActeurs·trices:
Karl Urban, Lena Headey, Olivia Thirlby, Langley Kirkwood, Warrick Grier, Jason Cope, Domhnall Gleeson, Wood Harris, Scott Sparrow, Deobia Oparei (plus)VOD (1)
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Dans un avenir proche, les Etats-Unis ne sont plus qu'un immense désert irradié. Mega City One est une métropole tentaculaire rongée par le vice. La seule forme d'autorité restante est représentée par les juges, une police urbaine qui cumule toutes les fonctions : flic, juge et bourreau. Une nouvelle drogue se propage, la Slo-Mo, qui permet de percevoir la réalité au ralenti. Sa distribution est contrôlée par Ma-Ma, ancienne prostituée, devenue baronne de la drogue. Dredd, le juge ultime, va se voir assigner une mission dans les environs de la tour de Ma-Ma et va devoir s'y confronter. (Metropolitan FilmExport)
(plus)Critiques (12)
Bien que ce ne soit pas particulièrement dynamique, cela déborde d'une atmosphère post-apocalyptique sombre et captivante, ainsi que d'une épopée impressionnante. Et il n’a pas peur de suivre sa propre voie, de se moquer du courant dominant et de déverser des idées. De plus, il y a une incroyable actrice de premier plan pour incarner une badasse. Comme le meilleur volet de Resident Evil, mais sans les zombies et les monstres. Tout ce dont je rêvais à l'âge de 14 ans avec une VHS intitulée Blade Runner mais qui n'avait pas su combler mes attentes et mes exigences de l'époque :-)
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I wasn’t looking forward to it. I don’t know the comics, I didn’t watch the first Judge Dredd, I don’t like this kind of action B-movies, and the trailer was repellent. In short, the ideal position for a movie to surprise me. And it did. It’s brutal, with a dose of exaggeration so perfectly balanced that it doesn’t look cringe, but cool. Everything is properly intense: the visuals, the violence, the dialogues, the actors; everything is over the top, but not too much. Dredd can be considered utter bullshit, and many people will for sure. But for me it’s a distinctive, engaging, intense and purposeful movie without much competition in its sub-genre.
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If the creators’ goal was to fix Dredd’s movie reputation after the ’95 fiasco, then… It went from bad to worse to the very worst. At least they stayed true to the original. But what good does that do when not even the greatest film talent would be able to create a movie (not to mention a good one) out of a display of unashamed gore and ultra-annoying ultra-slow-motion shots. Let alone a predictable bore like Travis.
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From start to finish, a sough-after bit of nonsense that unwittingly joins hands with its inept predecessor from the 90s. It is all the more amusing that it strives so hard not to be such an unnecessary addition. And yet Karl Urban goes unused, the attractive Olivia Thirlby has a thankless role as a talented rookie, Lena Headey as the main attraction never steps out of the box of the anonymous antagonist, and the brutal action becomes boring after the third shootout. I don't understand what happened to Alex Garland's creative talent, which he obviously possesses in spades. Most of the time Dredd only hints at its world, showcasing only a few fragments and instead giving far more space to blatantly inaccessible scenes, and slow-motion shots that are, forgive me, plain stupid (without which this movie would have lasted no more than a weak hour).
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It cannot in any case be denied that the new Dredd movie is a knock-off of the Indonesian film The Raid, but the plagiaristic practices at its core at least appropriately recall the fact that this is pure-blooded B-movie trash. British film production is not trying to jump on the current Hollywood cash cow of comic-book movies as the equivalent of action blockbusters for the new millennium. On the contrary, it is quite blatantly staying at the level of trash that’s inaccessible to young people. However, that doesn’t mean that the filmmakers have given up on having any kind of ambition. Dredd is actually captivating with the inventiveness with which it embellishes the straightforward story and the purely artificial and, in many cases, entirely unjustified attraction of 3D. These days, stereoscopic projections are nothing more than an excuse to entice audiences into cinemas and pull a little more money out of their pockets than usual, but only a few such films contain at least slightly memorable sequences that somehow employ the illusion of three-dimensionality. Dredd offers up the entirely trivial attraction of slow-motion money shots, which it simply but all the more effectively and cleverly justifies in the narrative with a parallel storyline involving a drug aptly called Slo-Mo. As a result, however, the film is most surprising in that Dredd himself comes off as a bundle of sympathetically amusing clichés and would-be tough-guy lines unconvincingly delivered with appropriate woodenness by Karl Urban, who has zero charisma or personality. On the other hand, that enables the two main female character, portrayed by the perfectly type cast Olivia Thirlby and Lena Headey, to stand out all the more in comparison with him. Thanks to that, Dredd is not just another eighties macho throwback or a Marvel-esque would-be dramatic blockbuster faking depth, but a dynamic trash flick with enticing female characters.
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Bloodbath. It really reminded me of The Raid, but without the martial arts. Instead we got neat shooters with all the ammo modifications imaginable (a little and big boy’s dream) and classic fisticuffs... right down somebody’s throat. Urban makes a perfect Dredd, better than Sly in reeling off great lines, commanding greater respect. Lena Headey as Ma-Ma is a decent opponent and the new girl makes for pleasant viewing. Slo-mo was in charge of the visually powerful scenes (evidently low-budget) and the 3D might have looked good if only those bastard distributors had put it on general release. If it doesn’t earn, it doesn’t earn. More bodies for recycling.
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Formally stylized, it is a bold and confident B-movie, well acted, straightforward enough, with a simple plot outline. Conquering the floors of a mega-building like in The Raid, only in the American way, is a rewarding variation in the action genre. And just when you think it's over, a reference to Blade Runner subtly winks at you.
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Surprisingly good, but only on the second attempt. The first time I saw Dredd, I couldn't shake the impression for a good half of the film that Karl Urban was wearing a helmet a size too big and that most of what he says sounds wannabe tough/awkward. The second time around, however, all that disappeared and I noticed mainly the film's momentum, how thoughtful and blackly funny it is, how well Dredd and his partner fit together, how perfect Lena Headey is as the villain, and how all the bloody scenes have their reasons and none of them are there just for decoration... A lot of moments will probably become legendary (Dredd coming in, throwing the henchman off the catwalk, and leaving again) and if it's true that there won't be a sequel, then that’s a real shame. The next time I see the film (and it is certain that I will see it), I may very well add a fifth star.
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It’s basically a sequel of The Raid, an action flick without a solid story skeleton, but in this case, unfortunately, also without amazing fight choreography, without atmosphere and without a likeable protagonist. Karl Urban has had many better roles in his career, and Pete Travis certainly has the chops for more than just a mindless shooter that shows emotions as much as Dredd smiles. The three stars are for the great premise and setting, for the properly bloody action and for the fact that I wasn't bored for even a moment during those 90 minutes. But I don’t need to watch it again. 65%
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It's hard to find a better subject for a demonstration of the technological advances of high-frequency cameras than a fascist enforcer, where even a guy like Almódovar could have a go at psychology. Which is nicely hinted at, among other things, by the scene where the telepath declares that she feels something like-... and is promptly cut off by her superior, and the film never returns to this theme throughout. Who wants it to, either, when Dredd's means of expression is catered for throughout the running time by his trusty hand cannon, which has a small black hole in the ammunition chamber, so he can mow down an entire house with one handheld multi-function pistol (OBI Fall 2012/Winter 2013 catalogue), which he explains in advance to all the occupants with the courtesy of a civil servant. Then one will forgive even the fact that Karl Urban's helmet is a tad large. Dredd is a cinephilic B-movie, fondling every shot, creating the effectiveness of the action sequences not by editing but by framing the shot, and most importantly a film in which the use of spectacular slow motion is grounded in a narrative structure that is simply revolutionary. And Lena Headey is nipping cruelly at the heels of Batman's Bane as one of this year’s baddies.
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I haven’t read the comics, but after watching this a second time after a few years, I have an incredible urge to check them out. This version of Dredd leaves the 1995 version, with Sylvester Stallone in the lead role, miles behind. That was a comedy; this one is a truly bloody and hallucinogenic spectacle glowing with all sorts of colors. I haven’t seen such a visually captivating film in a long time. It’s even more disappointing that, despite its modest budget, the film flopped in movie theaters, as a sequel would have been a dream come true. Karl Urban seems to have been born for this role; I love how he never cracked a smile throughout the film and kept his helmet on, creating a legendary character. It occasionally reminded me of The Raid, with both featuring a high-rise building that gets locked down, and Dredd and his partner facing an overwhelming force. The action is meticulously crafted and incredibly imaginative; there were times I wanted to applaud. It’s one of the few cases where the excessive digital effects didn’t bother me at all; the style suits it perfectly, and the comic book vibe is present everywhere, which is great. I would have appreciated a TV series, but let’s be realistic, we’ll probably never get one. Such a shame. I give it 87%.
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This is exactly what I needed. A B-grade action flick with a self-aggrandizing loudmouth protagonist partnered with a gorgeous little girl. A supremely satisfying action flick with great slow-motion and a pleasant running time. It must have been freaking awesome in IMAX 3D. Every once in a while I fall in love with a B-movie and feel the need to watch it repeatedly at relatively short intervals. Dredd is exactly one of them. "Ma-Ma is not the law. I am the law... Judgement time!"
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