Quite apart from the thrills associated with Robert E Howard's pulp adventures, there's mileage in this specific version of Solomon Kane. He's an uncaring, incompetent leader that rushes brashly into battle; a whirlwind of blades and hate that eviscerates everything in his path. He's also a mopey depressive with a martyr complex. Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be much interest in really digging in and exploring any of that. Instead this adaptation is an endless, anecdotal trudge through rain-lashed England, briefly enlivened by the threat of an entertaining swordfight. Threat, mind you. Actual combat in Kane breaks down to the airless slow motion sweeps and quick cutting typical of incompetent action films. Director Michael J Bassett's Solomon Kane is free of interest snagging incident then, a big screen blow-up that takes with awkward continuity burps but doesn't repay the viewer with anything entertainingly nasty.
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