Dylan Dog: Dead of Night

A private eye (Brandon Routh) takes a break from following adulterous husbands and wives to return to his former job: monster hunting, drawing on his history with the local undead (werewolves, vampires, zombies, etc.). Tiziano Sclavi’s horror comic is said to be a big hit in its native Italy; how much of a following it has in America is an open question, but its fans will hardly recognize it and will probably find this review’s rating far too generous. Thomas Dean Donnelly and Joshua Oppenheimer’s script transfers the action from London to New Orleans, changes the hero’s sidekick from a Groucho Marx impersonator to a zombie (Sam Huntington), and uses stale jokes to try to pass itself off as a spoof. The story is even staler (and the production cheesier) than the jokes, haplessly directed by Kevin Munroe.