☆ ☆ ☆
An American Werewolf in London (1981) – J. Landis
Although
there is seemingly an endless supply of 21st century horror films,
reading the reviews suggests that there are few diamonds in the mine (and I’ve
watched them already – but please, tell me if I’m wrong). So, I’ve returned to the past, to a film I vaguely
remember. As it turns out, it is only
average (an easy watch) but notable for blending horror with light comedy, I
guess (director John Landis made his mark in that other genre). David (David Naughton) and Jack (Griffin
Dunne) are hiking in northern England when they are attacked by a wolf creature
and Jack is killed. Predictably, David
shows some unusual symptoms and when the full moon arrives, we get some Rick
Baker special make-up effects. For 1981,
these are pretty good. But the plot has
nowhere to turn, as love interest Jenny Agutter tries helplessly to save
David. One interesting angle not found in
other films in this genre: when innocents are killed by a werewolf, they must
forever walk the Earth in limbo, gradually decomposing, and visible only to the
werewolf (and each other). But I still prefer the Lon Chaney Jr. film.
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