Monday, October 19, 2020

The Werewolf (1956)

October Challenge Day 19:

In my family werewolves are our #1 monster. Seventeen years of siblings and each of us - each one of us - has a legit fear of werewolves. Why? I have no idea. It just is what it is. 

Ironically, I also love werewolf films and regularly hunt [heh] them down. This film though, this film is not your typical werewolf story.

The Werewolf

Don't let the pulpy cover fool you, this is a deep and introspective film about, well, a werewolf. 

Well, a werewolf and medical ethics...

Here is the story of a man who wanders into a small mountain town bar for a drink. He's disheveled, confused, and desperately trying to figure out what just happened to him, and then someone tries to rob him and all hell breaks lose. 

What really struck me about this opening scene is the texture of the town and the people. The wood bar, the quiet mountain folk, the small town atmosphere. It's quaint and endearing but don't let that fool you either, it's also a menacing backdrop and breathes new life into the term "backwoods people".

This is not a "scary" film as creature features go. It's scary film as far as people horrors go. Humans are just the worst sometimes, folks. Just the worst.

Pairs with a schooner glass of light beer, peanuts, and heartbreak. Best watched alone or with one other person - ideally seen in a mountain resort town.

I watched this film on Crackle or use the Find It! Watch It! links on Horror Habit's side bar to see where else you can find this intense thriller. 

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