Drawn back to his childhood home by a letter, an actor is attacked by a mysterious and vicious creature, only to find himself transformed when the moon is full.
This movie has gotten pretty bad reviews, but I found it really entertaining. It wasn't innovative, but it wasn't supposed to be. The balance between classic monster movie flavor and modern flair was nearly perfect; the film had all the visual majesty of the latest technology and epic gothic score, but also straightforward gore, curses, and Victorian-style acting that the story required.
It was very gory, but unlike contemporary horror movies such as Saw and Saw 189, it wasn't "weird" gore. The wolfman comes on screen, probably slashes his claws across a guy's face and belly, maybe rips out a liver or two, but that's nothing unusual or unexpected. It had plenty of starts and jumps, which I love, it gets the blood pumping.
Hmm, I guess there's really nothing else to say. The acting served its purpose, Anthony Hopkins was his usual excellent self, channeling some sort of sinister Santa Claus as our hero's father, and Emily Blunt was a perfect Victorian beauty. The script was simple, it didn't try to be overtly supernatural, it was a monster movie through and through.
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