The Howling
November 8th 2007 00:41
Lycanthrope movies are a tough, but rare breed. There’s one being made in New York City at the moment, Jack & Diane, a lesbian romance … with hair and fangs. But there were two werewolf flicks made within the same year – 1980 – that to this day haven’t been bettered.
The one whose production began first, but was released second, was An American Werewolf in London (1981) directed by John Landis. The second movie, which ended up being completed and released first, was The Howling (1981) directed by Joe Dante. Both movies are laced with a strong knowing sense of black humour, but also reek, like a wet dog, with a raw pungent atmosphere of palpable fear. These movies are genuinely frightening. They also employ, what was then, state of the art special effects make-up, and boy, do these effects hold up or what?! They kick ass!
There is a serial killer on the loose, Eddie Quist (Robert Picardo), and the only person in the media he communicates with is television anchorwoman Karen White (Dee Wallace). After a near fatal encounter with him in a dodgy porn theatre (called the Pussycat) her doctor instructs to convalesce up the coast; a friendly community called The Colony, in the woods and so retreats with her husband Bill (Christopher Stone). Eddie was apparently shot dead by police. Karen’s story chasing is over. Or is it?
Apparently Eddie had been close with the small rural group, and Karen still wants to know more. There’s a saying called “curiosity killed the cat”, and Karen may be meowing a little too insistently. It seems The Colony has a secret or two, revealing a tad more than their self-help lessons about the link between human behaviour and animal instinct. Karen’s hubbie has begun baying on the wayside, and it becomes painfully clear that this is no ordinary clutch of neo-hippie country folk; these people are savage werewolves who don’t take kindly to city slickers.
Written by the witty John Sayles (Piranha) with Terence Winkless, The Howling is an inventive and sly take on the werewolf genre, while still playing with tradition; “Silver bullets or fire, that's the only way to get rid of the damn things. They're worse than cockroaches.” At times it’s a little silly, filled with in-jokes and references, and the cast is littered with cult horror actors and directors, such as Kevin McCarthy, Dick Miller, Forrest Ackerman, David Carradine, and Roger Corman, even tall John Sayles does a cameo, while Patrick MacNee plays Karen’s shrink Dr. Waggner (one of many characters named after werewolf movie directors).
Special effects wizard Rick Baker had been further developing the use of bladder effects pioneered by Dick Smith on American Werewolf, combining them with his own innovations. His protégé was 21-year-old Rob Bottin. Director Joe Dante head-hunted Bottin and gave him the creative control he desired on The Howling, much to Baker’s chagrin, especially when American Werewolf started running behind schedule. Bottin used the knowledge he’d gleaned from Baker and concocted his own brilliant work.
The main transformation sequence in The Howling occurs in partial shadow, but it’s a much scarier scene, with the resulting werewolf a monstrous, wolf-headed humanoid, whereas Baker’s transformation although more graphic, and arguably more impressive, has the beast more dog-like, is off-set by a sense of humour within the scene, as well as being fully-lit, and with no potential victim in the immediate vicinity, so there is no direct sense of danger.
There’s another transformation sequence in The Howling that deserves a mention, where a severed werewolf lower leg and paw slowly changes back into a human hand, all done with prosthetics, bladders and editing; fantastic stuff.
The Howling had one of the best horror posters of the 80s; a human in mid-werewolf transformation tearing through the poster with their talons with the sensational tagline; “Imagine your worst fear a reality.” When I first saw the movie on VHS when I was an impressionable teen my mates and I were thrilled to discover that it even sported full frontal female nudity, in the form of the late Elizabeth Brooks, as Eddie’s lupine sister Marsha and seductress of Karen’s hubbie.
American Werewolf in London and The Howling are frequently compared, and yes, they do share many similarities, but while American Werewolf finishes in a poignant, but tragic way, The Howling finishes in a distinctly absurdist fashion, blackly comic and ironic too. The Howling, like American Werewolf, is a cult classic, a landmark of the genre, and essential viewing for any werewolf mutt, er, nut.
Here's the original theatricla trailer:
And here is the sensational main transformation sequence:
The one whose production began first, but was released second, was An American Werewolf in London (1981) directed by John Landis. The second movie, which ended up being completed and released first, was The Howling (1981) directed by Joe Dante. Both movies are laced with a strong knowing sense of black humour, but also reek, like a wet dog, with a raw pungent atmosphere of palpable fear. These movies are genuinely frightening. They also employ, what was then, state of the art special effects make-up, and boy, do these effects hold up or what?! They kick ass!
There is a serial killer on the loose, Eddie Quist (Robert Picardo), and the only person in the media he communicates with is television anchorwoman Karen White (Dee Wallace). After a near fatal encounter with him in a dodgy porn theatre (called the Pussycat) her doctor instructs to convalesce up the coast; a friendly community called The Colony, in the woods and so retreats with her husband Bill (Christopher Stone). Eddie was apparently shot dead by police. Karen’s story chasing is over. Or is it?
Apparently Eddie had been close with the small rural group, and Karen still wants to know more. There’s a saying called “curiosity killed the cat”, and Karen may be meowing a little too insistently. It seems The Colony has a secret or two, revealing a tad more than their self-help lessons about the link between human behaviour and animal instinct. Karen’s hubbie has begun baying on the wayside, and it becomes painfully clear that this is no ordinary clutch of neo-hippie country folk; these people are savage werewolves who don’t take kindly to city slickers.
Written by the witty John Sayles (Piranha) with Terence Winkless, The Howling is an inventive and sly take on the werewolf genre, while still playing with tradition; “Silver bullets or fire, that's the only way to get rid of the damn things. They're worse than cockroaches.” At times it’s a little silly, filled with in-jokes and references, and the cast is littered with cult horror actors and directors, such as Kevin McCarthy, Dick Miller, Forrest Ackerman, David Carradine, and Roger Corman, even tall John Sayles does a cameo, while Patrick MacNee plays Karen’s shrink Dr. Waggner (one of many characters named after werewolf movie directors).
Special effects wizard Rick Baker had been further developing the use of bladder effects pioneered by Dick Smith on American Werewolf, combining them with his own innovations. His protégé was 21-year-old Rob Bottin. Director Joe Dante head-hunted Bottin and gave him the creative control he desired on The Howling, much to Baker’s chagrin, especially when American Werewolf started running behind schedule. Bottin used the knowledge he’d gleaned from Baker and concocted his own brilliant work.
The main transformation sequence in The Howling occurs in partial shadow, but it’s a much scarier scene, with the resulting werewolf a monstrous, wolf-headed humanoid, whereas Baker’s transformation although more graphic, and arguably more impressive, has the beast more dog-like, is off-set by a sense of humour within the scene, as well as being fully-lit, and with no potential victim in the immediate vicinity, so there is no direct sense of danger.
There’s another transformation sequence in The Howling that deserves a mention, where a severed werewolf lower leg and paw slowly changes back into a human hand, all done with prosthetics, bladders and editing; fantastic stuff.
The Howling had one of the best horror posters of the 80s; a human in mid-werewolf transformation tearing through the poster with their talons with the sensational tagline; “Imagine your worst fear a reality.” When I first saw the movie on VHS when I was an impressionable teen my mates and I were thrilled to discover that it even sported full frontal female nudity, in the form of the late Elizabeth Brooks, as Eddie’s lupine sister Marsha and seductress of Karen’s hubbie.
American Werewolf in London and The Howling are frequently compared, and yes, they do share many similarities, but while American Werewolf finishes in a poignant, but tragic way, The Howling finishes in a distinctly absurdist fashion, blackly comic and ironic too. The Howling, like American Werewolf, is a cult classic, a landmark of the genre, and essential viewing for any werewolf mutt, er, nut.
Here's the original theatricla trailer:
And here is the sensational main transformation sequence:
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It was impressive on the FX and the plot twists but I felt let down in the scare zone.
There were just no real scares or shocks to keep me on the edge of my seat. Wherewolf man gives girl back her silver bullet loaded weapon and taunts her as he transform. Dodgy very dodgy.
However in comparison some other movies of the same era it was better that average but less than classic.
Excellent review.
Comment by Bryn
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Perhaps it's just one of those teddybear films of mine, which I'm very close to, if you get my drift. Cheers for the props though!
Comment by Michaelie
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Really great review, Bryn.
Michaelie
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Off the top of my head, that list is:
American Werewolf in London
Suspira
The Thing
Vampyros Lesbos
Halloween
The Hunger
Return of the Living Dead
Invasion of the Body Snatchers
Ginger Snaps
and now, The Howling
Comment by Bryn
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Lynn, grab the R2 special edition on DVD!
Cibby, my good man, you have some serious viewing ahead of you!!