Critics reviews

The viewer doesn't feel compelled to root for anyone in particular, and can just sit back and enjoy the movie's organized mayhem—catacomb chases, dismemberments, bouts of special-effects spell-casting. If anything, it's a little _too_ organized. Despite his affection for the unusual, De La Iglesia prefers rigid blockbuster structures, with every film invariably building to a grand third-act conflagration.

Known for his genre pastiches, the director, Álex de la Iglesia ("El Crimen Perfecto"), rarely lets the pace flag, and the buddy comedy, gross-out humor and horror elements make for a harmonious mix.

Teetering on the verge of irrelevance 12 years after his last good film (800 Bullets), the increasingly prolific Spanish director has returned to what he does best, pulling himself back from the brink with an unbridled genre exercise that plays like a stale American sitcom as re-imagined by Guillermo del Toro during a fatal Adderall overdose.

De la Iglesia has a real flair for wild action sequences that remain exhilaratingly coherent and sensical; he's inherited that Spielberg gift for staging set pieces in which the foreground and background of the image are allowed to frequently comment on one another... Thematically, though, Witching and Bitching represents a step back for the filmmaker.