The Wolfman is pretty much what you’d expect from the title, it’s the story of a man, Lawrence Talbot, who returns home after his brother’s fiance writes to him to tell him of his brother death. Upon returning home he visits his brother’s body to find it mutilated as if by an animal. Rumours begin to circulate around the village, he snuck off to the gypsy camp to have sex with a gypsy whore and their bear killed him, a lunatic on the moors did it and disguised it to look like an animal attack, and of course the rumour that this sort of thing has happened in the past and when it did people stayed in during a full moon and made sure they had silver bullets to load in to their gun.
Lawrence goes to the gypsy camp that night to ask some questions about what happened only to be cut short when the villagers come to attack and kill their dancing bear but while they argue over the bear another creature attacks and starts violently killing everything that moves. Lawrence is injured but manages to survive thanks to a gypsy woman sewing up his wounds. He slowly recovers over the next 3 weeks as his brother’s fiance, Gwen, tends to his wounds. Then suddenly one day he feels better and heals remarkably quickly and is soon confronted by the villagers but after his father chases them off it only seems to have made him stronger. And I don’t think it’s giving too much away to say, come the full moon he turns in to a wolf and does terrible things.
I went in to The Wolfman not expecting a whole lot but hoping for an entertaining film. Sadly I can’t even say that for it. I found it to be unoriginal and dull. In fact, I can say with no exaggeration, I almost fell to sleep a couple of times. It’s not that it’s a particularly bad film, not at all, it’s just boring and adds nothing to the werewolf genre. Seemingly it’s looking to trade on nostalgia with the old school make up but I can’t say it worked for me.