Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters (R) Tommy Wirkola’s Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters is a movie that feels out of place, like a forgotten film from a decade ago. It’s reminiscent of the post-Matrix cinematic landscape, where everyone wore leather trenchcoats and fought goofy monsters in slow motion. This dated approach is more peculiar than effective, as all of our primary characters — Hansel (Jeremy Renner), his sister Gretel (Gemma Arterton), and the bevvy of witches they battle — look like they’ve been kicked out of some late ’90s goth industrial band. Grown up Hansel and Gretel, after seemingly being abandoned by their parents as children and killing off a witch with luncheon plans for them, make their living hunting down witches and executing them in various bloody, splattery ways. When a whole slew of kids come up missing in one town, they’re hired to get to the bottom of it. Every inch of the film oozes the over-bearing need to be “cool,” something director Wirkola (Dead Snow) reminds you with every silly one-liner. Luckily, no one’s under the impression that Hansel & Gretel should be anything more than dumb fun. This is pure fluff with a paper-thin plot that never slows down, and that’s thankfully short on filler. As much as the film does wrong, there are certain refreshing aspects to Wirkola’s movie. Ultimately, it’s harmless, but hardly memorable.