Hellboy and a rookie BPRD agent get stranded in 1950s rural Appalachia. There, they discover a small community haunted by witches, led by a local devil with a troubling connection to Hellboy's past: the Crooked Man.
Jack Kesy
Hellboy
Jefferson White
Tom Ferrell
Adeline Rudolph
Bobbie Jo Song
Martin Bassindale
The Crooked Man
Leah McNamara
Effie Kolb
Hannah Margetson
Cora Fisher
Joseph Marcell
Reverend Watts
Suzanne Bertish
Grammy Oakum
Bodgan Haralambov
Young Tom
Carola Colombo
Sarah Huges
Siyana Nacheva
Abby Riley
Anton Trendafilov
Tom's Father
Jonathan Yunger
Dennis Gates
Michael Flemming
Young Reverend Watts
Nathan Cooper
Farmhand
Laura Giosh
Old Woman
William Knox
Kid
Svetlana Atanasova
Old Effie
Elsie Chan Ba
Young Bobbie Jo
Tsveta Dimova
Bobbie Jo's Mother
Director, Screenplay
Brian Taylor
Comic Book, Screenplay
Mike Mignola
Screenplay
Christopher Golden
October 5, 2024
5
This film has an unique place in my cinema viewing history. It's the only series I've ever seen on a big screen where I've been the only person in the auditorium for each one. This latest episode sees the eponymous devil (Jack Kesy) escorting a lethal spider on a train with aspiring para-psychologist "Bobbie Joe" (Adeline Rudolph) when an accident sees them deposited into the middle of the Appalachian forest. Here they encounter long-since abandoned coal mines and an equally out-of-touch community that smacks a great deal of "The Deliverance" (1972). With little sign of their spider, they encounter the returning local lad "Tom" (Jefferson White) and are quickly helping him repatriate his dad to the cemetery and keep his ex-girlfriend/local witch "Effie" (Leah McNamara) out of the hands of the real devil. It's dark and misty settings do go some way to creating a slight sense of mystical peril, but the rest of this is badly acted and written with zero originality and few opportunities for action or humour. Kesy seems content to take his fee for wandering around wagging his pointy red tail and smoking whilst the director Brian Taylor uses plenty of tried and tested cinematic techniques to try and breathe some life (or death) into this derivative drudge of a film. I kept thinking he's got a pair of goggles on his head - but them's what used to be his horns. Like his horns, whatever made this work first time round has long gone and I can't say I'd even bother with this on a streaming service on a wet Wednesday in February. No more, please.