Less campy than the Arnold Schwarzenegger 1990 version, and thereby less fun, this remake of Philip K. Dick's sci-fi story about a future where memory implants help folks escape their dismal realities often feels bloated and confused. And for good reason: Director Len Wiseman is responsible for the parade of mediocre Underworld movies made over the past decade. Colin Farrell steps into Schwarzenegger's massive shoes as a restless, unhappy, and haunted-by-his-dreams factory worker who receives an implant that reveals a deep secret about his past: Turns out he used to be a secret agent with 007-style skills. And there's a really good chance he was working with a resistance movement that's never fully explained but requisite in futuristic dystopias like this. Wiseman certainly knows how to stage action scenes. But he's also well-schooled in plowing through those scenes with little regard to coherency, character, or subtlety.