

Constantine played with these ideas in a far better, more tragedy-infused fashion (although similarly struggled to ignite either the Big or Small Screen) and The Last Witch Hunter could have offered similar witch-derived thrills had it been in slightly better hands.

With re-writes reportedly built on the bedrock foundation of Diesel’s own Dungeons & Dragons witch-hunter character (!!), ego is definitely one of the biggest inhibitors towards this being a better movie (and the franchise flagship that it was obviously designed to be), with Diesel’s lead character the kind of person who wanders around town smirking and complaining about it being a real drag that nobody can kill him. From the uninspired title to the unabashed ego-massaging levelled on star/co-author/exec producer/diva Vin Diesel throughout the feature, it’s almost a shock that the film ever got released, but what’s more of a shock is what it could have been had somebody actually reigned in Diesel’s input and delivery, and re-focussed the piece on a more imaginative tale of demon-dalliances in a modern age.
