Imagine your worst fear a reality.
I know this movie is a werewolf classic but it just doesn't do much for me. In fact, I thought the best parts of the movie were the first 15 minutes or so and the end credits. The beginning is the most suspenseful part of the film when our vulnerable female protagonist meets up with a murderer in a porn shop, and for some reason a hamburger frying on a griddle while the credits rolled held my attention more than most of the movie. I don't want to give the impression that this is a bad movie or that I hated it. It's just that I expected more, perhaps. Or maybe I just have some sort of ground beef fetish.
After working on several films with legendary sleaze merchant Roger Corman, Joe Dante gives us his take on the wolf-man tale with The Howling. At his request, Karen White (Dee Wallace), a pretty but sheltered news reporter agrees to meet up with a killer who has been stalking the city streets (and Roger Corman makes a cameo as the guy waiting to use the payphone.) After a scary porn-shop rendezvous, the killer is gunned down by a rookie cop with an itchy trigger finger and Karen is traumatized by the whole affair. A therapist who works for the news station recommends that Karen and her husband Bill (Christopher Stone) spend some time at his isolated retreat center where she can recuperate and work through this trauma.
This "Colony" is inhabited by weirdos and a hottie... who also happens to be weird. Strangely enough, there are werewolves there. Some people get naked and some people get killed. The end.
Some are going to rip me a new one for not loving this movie. I do like it, I just don't think it's the greatest of werewolf films. The special effects are excellent and the story and performances are decent, but it all doesn't come together for me as anything but just "good." I recommend it but don't expect too much. An American Werewolf in London is better.
Violence/Gore Rating: 3.5 out of 5
Booby Rating: 2.5 out of 5 - See the nude scenes.