Opening a bad film with a quote from Edgar Allen Poe is an immediate and pretentious invitation to disappointment. This is one step above amateur hour in terms of production but founders in everything else. If you found Meg Mucklebones from Legend a terrifying figure, then this movie might appeal 10 minutes of a seemingly endless runtime. There appears to be a modicum of talent compiled in both cast and behind the scenes, but each and every potential is squandered. The writing is atrocious, the characters refugee archetypes from better films and pacing abysmal, even adhering rather lavishly to screenwriting 101. From the opening titles, a rather indulgent After Effects demo with only passing relevance to the plot, everything about this film requires the sweetly cruel judgement of a sadist editor. The pitch is a western-set from Dusk til Dawn, replacing vampires with witches, but substituting character likability with failed attempts at depth and far more misogyny. Everything comes off wretchedly cheap and horribly rendered, from the sets and lighting to the lack of dirt on the fresh-pressed . While remotely based on the actual Dalton gang, animatronic gunslingers from the 1973 Westworld would be far more authentically western and infinitely more charismatic. I try and honor the fact, no matter how bad a film may be, someone is achieving their dreams. I respect the amount of work and difficulty that goes into filmmaking. Unfortunately, these filmmakers ((one of whom full disclosure at time of this writing is a friend)) have made a very bad film and I hope they commit their future resources into crafting a better script.