Dylan Dog: Dead of Night
Director: Kevin Munroe
Writer: Thomas Dean Donnelly, Joshua Oppenheimer
Based on: Tiziano Sclavi‘s comic book Dylan Dog
Cast: Brandon Routh, Anita Briem, Sam Huntington, Taye Diggs, Kurt Angle, Peter Stormare
Dylan Dog (Brandon Routh) is a PI. He used to work with and for the supernatural beings – be it zombies, vampires, werewolves or whatever else creeps and crawls. But then his wife was killed and Dylan stopped working supernatural cases. But then Dylan is called by Elizabeth (Anita Briem) whose father was killed by a strange, hairy creature, his partner Marcus (Sam Huntington) gets turned into a zombie and suddenly Dylan finds himself caught in the middle between vampire Vargas (Taye Diggs) and werewolf Gabriel (Peter Stormare).
I thought that Dylan Dog would be a bit of stupid entertainment, the kind of popcorn on a sunday evening movie that is not exactly good, but at least entertaining. Unfortunately it was too dumb to meet even those expectations.
I don’t know the comics this is based on, so I really don’t know if they are any better than this film, but the movie just had nothing that made it stand out in a positive way. No remarkable characters. No good acting. No good direction.
Instead it had a weak script with incredible lame, half-hearted attempts at humor. And a voice over that I wanted to strangle within five minutes. (Can you strangle a voice over? It’s probably more fitting to say that I wanted to muffle it?)
But even with all that being the case the movie wouldn’t necessarily have been the catastrophe it was. Unfortunately it hits the jackpot of being boring as hell.
And just to make it absolutely unbearable, it feels completely derivative. The vampires and their design was stolen from Buffy, the whole vamps vs werewolves thing is getting old anyway and since they don’t have one original bit of plot, it’s completely predictable, leaving you with only one question: Peter Stormare, what the fuck happened?