WarHunt

There are some good ideas, and Rathbone is a dashing hero. But while some of the gore is effective, the plot gets more absurdly inconsequential as events progress.

Blood-drained Nazis! Predatory witches! Mind-twisted soldiers! And Mickey Rourke in an eyepatch! Cowabunga!

“Warhunt” relies on too many tired tropes. It is predictable and monotonous.

The combination of elements of a war movie with horror is not a natural cinematic combination. But, this blend works well enough to make this an entertaining offering.

An absurd and predictable schlock B-movie.

A slick production that punches above its B-movie weight, at least until the murky, drawn-out climax.

An anemic, vapid and underwhelming bore, even by B-movie standards.

With a script this bad and performances this forced, no amount of eldritch window dressing will save this experience from crashing and burning.

A monster movie at its heart... works with a combination of atmosphere, dread, and G.I. banter, straddling tired tropes with new or fun ideas... doesn't want you to look too closely at the drying paint.

A mix of fun genre zaniness -- with a tacked-on Mickey Rourke -- and snatches of ridiculously awful filmmaking, this wartime horror tale doesn't offer enough of the former to overcome the latter.