It respects its source to a high degree – actors are cast (or made up) exactly to resemble Corben’s grotesque faces – and at least manages to evoke proper dread.

It’s all too much. The horrors are piled on in such quantities that any possibility of being scared or even slightly repulsed soon evaporates.

Taylor envisions a Hellboy where the horror matters more than the humor or poetry or romance or even the good vibes, and he’s made a film that proves his take is valid.

The Red Demon benefits from its foray into folk horror and, above all, from the episodic nature of the story. [Full review in Spanish]