



oh who are we kidding? He's Alfred the priest, whose function seems to be to record the immortal Kaulder's many witch hunting cases. If you think an actor of Caine's stature is simply going to rehash a performance from. Dolan looks after Kaulder, but he's not his butler. It's as this point we're introduced to Alfred., sorry, Father Dolan (Michael Caine, adding his 57th turkey to his CV). If this movie had been made in the '80s, it's at this point that we would have been greeted with shots of angry taxi drivers yelling as laundry workers wheel their wares across busy Manhattan streets, all scored to a slap bass heavy funk tune, but today we simply get a generic helicopter shot of the city at night. In a confused bit of mythology, Kaulder slays the witch with a stake through her belly before we then cut to modern day New York. Kaulder (Diesel) is part of a band of witch hunters who have cornered the haggiest of old hags, who apparently has been scourging the land with her vile sorcery, or something. As these movies are usually wont to do, Eisner's opens in the past, some unspecified medieval era in a generic European land where everyone speaks with a quasi-Celtic accent.
