Dredd. What a dull movie. If it was a dog, a kind man would have put it to sleep, because there was almost no discernible sign of life in it whatsoever.
Plot-wise it made no sense - apparently Ma Ma controls the entire supply of the most popular new drug in Mega City One and can afford to bribe judges a million credits, and yet she lives in a slum. And despite having taken over the entire block, she still feels the need to throw people from the top of it, as a "warning" (a warning to who if she already controls the block?) thus alerting the judges to her presence.
And then, because the film-makers have no budget, we spend the rest of the movie stuck inside a bunch of faceless, featureless corridors, while Dredd ambles aimlessly around accosted by maybe a dozen people in the whole movie, despite the fact we're told the entire population of the block is out for his head.
There's the occasional shooting or explosion, but there's nothing remotely bad-ass or interesting about Dredd - a lot of the time he's pretty inept in fact - so why should we care? Answer - we don't.
Dredd's almost a non-character - what's interesting about him is the bizarre, colourful, hilarious world he inhabits, but we see nothing of that beyond a few big square buildings. So it begs the question, if they didn't have the budget to do it justice, why did they bother? All they've done is to kill it stone dead as a possible movie franchise. It tanked at the box office - it barely made back half its budget worldwide - so after two disastrous attempts at making Dredd a movie star, only a fool would make a third attempt.