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. After years of working on the Underworld movies, 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.