Diretor: Robert Schwentke (2016)
The third episode in this plodding sci-fi franchise grimly marches on to my general indifference.
Once again it looks fabulous, is filled with action and fizzes with great ideas. Thankfully there’s less abseiling, climbing and running than in previous instalments.
But it’s riddled with clumsy editing, needlessly fidgety camerawork, thin characters and leaden attempts at humour.
Touching on many modern concerns, the script has identity theft, genetic engineering, child exploitation, ethnic cleansing, ecological ruin, and personalised drone warfare.
All this good work collapses on itself due to a lack on underpinning logic, alarming plot holes and pedestrian performances.
Following on from the last film, called Insurgent (2015) for those of you still with us, the overthrow of Chicago’s brutal regime has resulted in mob rule, show trials and executions.
So freedom fighter Tris and her friends escape into the radioactive wasteland beyond the city wall.
Shailene Woodley has been brightest spark of the franchise but she seems unenthused by the never ending slog of supporting the seemingly never ending series.
They discover an advanced military city of gleaming spires, where they slowly learn the truth of Chicago’s horrific history.
Theo James plays Four, her curiously named romantic interest. Armed with a muscular pout and great hair but no huge ability, he fails to limp convincingly.
Even the naturally combative and arrogant Miles Teller struggles to energise events as selfish sidekick Peter.
At least newcomer to the franchise, the veteran Jeff Daniels is reliably engaging.
He plays David, the softly spoken director of the sinister sounding Bureau of Genetic Welfare.
Violent blasts of music attempt to drown out the dull chorus of gunfire, explosions and painfully functional dialogue.
‘That doesn’t make any sense’ says Tris. It’s the only insightful line in the movie.