“Got time for a sinner?” It’s a question Arvin Russell (Tom Holland) poses to a morally bankrupt preacher (Robert Pattinson) a little over halfway through The Devil All the Time. But it also seems to be the question that writer/director Antonio Campos repeatedly asks his audience throughout his wide-ranging, often bloated tribute to Southern Gothic literature and noir. What keeps the viewer tuned into the prolonged rigmarole that is The Devil All the Time are its stellar performances. Pattinson and Holland are both commanding, as are Riley Keough as an unconventional serial killer and Bill Skarsgård as Arvin’s father. But the film often feels too uninspired and unfocused for its own good. There are instances of heart and significance scattered throughout the film, but it too often gives into its wandering nature and stops itself from ever making a lasting impression.