It is terrible. It is fabulously entertaining.
Like that other witch hunter movie, "Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters," this is a film that is completely looney tunes, and it only half knows it.
Unfortunately, a film needs more than Diesel's Stallone-ish appeal to succeed and that's where The Last Witch Hunter is found lacking.
The Last Witch Hunter is so drenched in CGI effects, it looks as if it's been dunked in a vat of lacquer.
A feature film that feels like a longish TV pilot.
Watching The Last Witch Hunter is like sitting by while someone else plays a game whose coolness eludes us.
Seemingly at every juncture, the finality so necessary to up the stakes of this story is quickly snatched away in order to tease a sequel or two, leaving you wondering what the point of this supernatural exercise was in the first place.
One of those artlessly restless, exposition-dialogue fantasy-action slogs ...
Surprising Vin Diesel vehicle: first, for the initial switcheroo from supernatural action-adventure to supernatural whodunit; second, for a sturdily built storyline; third, for a somewhat lively and lighthearted turn from its often somnolent star.