Vin Diesel is Kaulder, a family man from the Middle Ages cursed with immortality and tasked by the Catholic Church to wipe out a slew of modern-day cackling crones. Yes, it’s as preposterous as it sounds—possibly even more so—but the rampant hooey is kept stylish and relatively fleet-footed by director Breck Eisner, who after this and the really entertaining remake of
The Crazies deserves to be in the upper tier of genre filmmakers. (Michael Caine also drops by for a bit, which is never a bad thing.) This vehicle, however, belongs unquestionably to its star, whose hysterical confidence in his own radness has grown to the point where he might actually best Tom Cruise in a self-belief off. Whether straight-facedly rumbling about the location of a Witch Prison, or sporting a plaited beard that looks like it crawled directly off of a Rumple Minze ad, the big guy somehow holds it all together. Yes, even the stuff involving Evil Trees.
By
Andrew Wright