Gordon and the Whale:
Season of the Witch is the most frustrating kind of film. If it was really all that bad, it would be easy to dive in and talk at length about its many failures. On the other, if it was good, a passionate discussion of its merits would ensue. Instead, it’s an unoriginal, indecisive mess of a film to be sure, but it attacks that mess with just enough talent to keep the hopes that it will get better just slightly afloat. Spoiler: it is never anything better than mediocre.