... The Wolfman!
forty-four film had not been enough for three in a row with the rest of two theme were not enough pairs of breeds most indecent indecent, it was not enough to house a riot of vampires finished worse than of red shirts in Thailand, after the monster Frankenstein and Count Dracula Ulala arrive here on the big screens for a new sudden effort, even the Werewolf hungry. Will yet another regurgitation marauding lune to complete the historic launch the sprint team and a great feature for the ineffable Carletto, Prince of Monsters, notably given the job of the Prince of Wales and its similarity with the repulsive cartoon?
England, nineteenth century (though it?). In the county around the villa of the Talbot family, headed by Sir John Talbot raspomane old De La Vega Hopkins Lecter, strange events happen in blood, last of which involves the stupid son Ben Talbot, slaughtered and gnawed on like a pork chop chops. The leaves frolloccone Gwen, girlfriend, wife and desirous virgin, the father's house, and this calls from America, that runs the province with a skull reciting Hamlet, the psychotic brother Lawrence Talbot, fresh from the asylum. They began an investigation into the facts perverted, while the noble Gwen is returned to London for safety reasons, before they threw languid eyes the horrible young man, who, ingrifato goes hunting the murderer in a Roma camp at night (and Then tell her that you want to die).
In the area meets the gypsy who makes the cards and the cards depends on your luck. Lawrence chooses and, needless to say, comes out ... the "Black Moon" papparappappapà. After the unfortunate event a group of villagers with pitchforks and torches by the gypsies to get him on fire (ancestral tradition) and kill their grizzly dancer (!) held responsible for everything, but all agree to put a beast that bursts anyone in their guts shot, regardless of race, color, and football fan. The comedy is injured and is medicated by the nomad who, having stitched up, pull the bad luck. Meanwhile, from London, Scotland Yard sends Aberlin Agent, the Agent Smith in the Matrix version of the nineteenth century, to investigate. This sits up drinking beer and waiting (which kills hound). When a citizen committee of bigots breaks the house to make him the party Lawrence realizes that the father will not give them the right count, but he fears that his liver with pappi two beans and a good chianti, flip flip flip flip.
A full moon night, wondering why the sudden attack of hirsutism, Lawrence discovers that the beast is that his father and attacked with ringworm of the wound. After a small massacre, the boy, reported by the devious and Dad brought back in a mental hospital, is undergoing treatment edge: ice baths and electroshock. Then, with great subtlety, the psychiatrist who is treating him and ends with fifty other people in a room where you see the full moon. A pool of blood to the psychiatric hospital and the city. Lawrence takes refuge from Gwen that now he understood, but is attracted to the beast, for counting the height increases by about forty centimeters and the girth of fifteen, well there could be positives. She invokes "remains cumm, nun me weary night never come."
Lawrence back loaded like a drum to his father's house to take out my dad with silver bullets and avenge the death of mothers who had been raped when he was a cucci ... er ... child. See if everyone else knew about silver bullets and arrive in the forest with artillery. Gwen goes from gypsy to know if he can be spliced \u200b\u200bfrom the animal before it all goes to hell. After struggling with my father and it charred, injured after Agent Smith (later werewolf media) Gwen Lawrence attacks with ferocity, back in the woods, but she looks pornogastrici tames the first to realize that the pin is always the same and that the dog does not use Frontline Combo fleas and lice. The woman, ruthless, cold him with a revolver loaded with his grandmother's teapot.
Film unnecessarily long, about one hundred and two minutes on one hundred and two, in which those leaving psychiatric pharmacology better, given the substantial doses of Thorazine necessary to understand that this is a film and not a medieval torture . In rebates where even the extras they know immediately what the problem (the moon and the werewolf) and how to fix it (the silver bullets), but do not act out of respect for the spawning of the co-star. Does not reach the heights of masterpieces such as "Frankenstein Meets the Wolf Man," also for the absence of the Frankenstein monster in comparison with Benicio del Toro hole screen for expression and dialectic. In short, if someone proposes an encore is certainly a threat. Better to be fit for a transurethral bladder catheter.
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