In New Orleans, only one man stands between the living and the dead. That man is Dylan Dog (Brandon Routh), a private investigator who has recently left behind his role as a mediator between the human world and the creatures of the night. When he receives a call from the beautiful Elizabeth (Anita Briem), whose wealthy father has died in mysterious circumstances, Dylan soon deduces that the murderer is not human. With Elizabeth along for the ride, the investigation leads Dylan to face-off with the leaders of the werewolf and vampire clans.
Based on an Italian graphic novel Dylan Dog: Dead of Night is the story of a private detective living in a supernatural world where vampires and werewolves live dual lives with their human counterparts.
Although quite the cult success in it’s native form this cinematic version of Dylan Dog lacks the originality and flare of its comic book sire; ending up as little more than a dumbed down, Americanized cross genre comedy. Starring Brandon Routh and Sam Huntington as Dylan and his inane and incredibly irritating assistant the movie some how takes the potentially interesting aspects of the story and turns them into a bland and obvious plot. Even the back story, that even a movie as poor as this is able to mimic the potential of, falls short in the movie’s final culmination.
Lacking in any originality in the dialogue or characters and the restraints of runtime and acting capabilities Dylan Dog is predictable and unimaginative; bastardizing all that made the comic book great and turning it into a generic and rather tame horror movie with a predictable comedy twist.
The only saving grace of the movie is its use of noir imagery, making the piece look different and interesting even if it is unable to provide such things upon its eventual release. All in all Dylan Dog is not a terrible movie, it is just completely forgettable.