La maldición del hombre lobo

This was a highly unusual werewolf film and I am actually surprised that Hammer films went on to make many Dracula sequels but not werewolf ones, since this film was well made and quite enjoyable.

The film begins with a very long prologue--telling a sad tale about an evil man who was responsible for the curse that eventually made poor Oliver Reed become a werewolf. The entire story was quite interesting and VERY different from the Universal Studios vision of how one becomes a werewolf. Instead of being bitten by another werewolf, it was a rather convoluted curse. The only problem with this story, though, is logical. You see, Oliver Reed's adoptive father narrates the prologue BUT how he knew most of the details is quite impossible--as Reed's mother was a mute and didn't have communication skills to explain most of the story. Plus, parts of it she couldn't have known! I guess the narrator just read the script, because there was no other way he could have been privy to the information! Despite this serious logical flaw, the rest of the film was very compelling--with Reed making a very sympathetic creature. Plus, like the old Universal films, Hammer did a good job of not showing too much--only letting you see the creature near the very end of the film.

Excellent acting and production values combined with a very interesting though flawed script make this an excellent movie for fans of Gothic horror.

I think that more than anything, "The Curse of the Werewolf" does what too many werewolf movies fail to do: offer an explanation of how the first werewolf got created. Apparently, if someone is conceived under rather unpleasant circumstances, that person is a lycanthrope. After a beggar gets imprisoned in 18th century Spain, he rapes the jailer's daughter. She dies in childbirth, but her son Leon is raised by a nobleman. Sure enough, Leon is a werewolf. As an adult, Leon (Oliver Reed) tries to control himself, but unfortunately can't.

This is another addition to Hammer's cool filmography. It shows Leon's inner torment, knowing what will happen every full moon. As for associating Spain with werewolves, that country of course produced actor Paul Naschy, who has made a career out of playing werewolves; Portland's own Movie Madness even has a section devoted to him.

The Curse of the Werewolf is not Hammer at their best(Dracula, The Curse of Frankenstein and The Mummy) but it is worthy of more credit than it does at the moment.

It's not without flaws, the biggest flaw being the introduction/prologue, which solely covers the main character's back story, which does take up too much of the film(the second half of the film is much more interesting) and not everything is relevant to the back-story, the subplot with the goat-herder and night watchman could easily have been left out. The inn scenes at times veer on parody and there is a lack of authenticity setting-wise, despite being set in Spain the film always has a very British feel.

As ever with Hammer though The Curse of the Werewolf is a well-made film, it's photographed beautifully and in a way that enhances the atmosphere rather than detract from it while the costumes and sets are very stylish. I actually had no problem with the brighter-than-usual lighting or felt that it trivialised the atmosphere. Visually it's the make-up that's particularly great, it's some of the best make-up of any film Hammer made(impressively designed and scary-looking), very ahead-of-its-time too, and Leon in his werewolf guise is one of their best-looking monsters(better than any of the Hammer Frankenstein monsters, although I do consider that series of films bar 2 superior films). The music score is equally great, the intricacies in how it's scored is to be admired and atmosphere-wise it's hauntingly powerful stuff that at its best brings a nail-biting intensity.

The Curse of the Werewolf is intelligently scripted and mostly tight in structure, though that is a bit of froth that adds little. While the back-story is flawed, in exploring the origins of how the titular character came to be it also succeeds in making the character interesting and one that can be identified with easily. The werewolf lore is well and imaginatively handled and the build-up to the still quite shocking werewolf transformation is incredibly suspenseful, in fact the entire second half is engrossing and while some may find it tame to me and others it still has the ability to shock. Terence Fisher's direction is typically unflinching and technically accomplished and the acting is very good. Richard Wordsworth is very moving as the Beggar and the standout in support but it's the riveting performance of Oliver Reed that makes the film, he is genuinely scary but also poignantly sympathetic, making Leon one of those characters where you feel repulsion and pity for him.

Overall, very under-appreciated and worthwhile without being one of Hammer's best films. 8/10 Bethany Cox

A modest werewolf "epic" that never feels formulaic in the hands of director Terence Fisher and writer Anthony Hinds. The film is one of Hammer's most accomplished and deals with the subject of lycanthrope with some imagination. Young Leon (Justin Walters), the consequence of a rape, is born with what appears to be a dormant werewolf gene that is awakened when he tastes the warm, "sweet" blood of a bird. Unable to resist his true nature, he starts killing livestock in a small rural community. His juvenile rampage doesn't last long because the local priest (John Gabriel) identifies his condition and encourages his adopted parents to shower him with love and affection, convinced that it is love that will keep the boy's desires at bay. Clearly, the priest's faith in love is not misplaced, because, ten year's later, the adult Leon (nicely played by Oliver Reed), who has just left home, is only a wolf with the women. He falls hard for the daughter of his employer, but when he is deprived of her love, his lycanthrope surfaces and the killings begin again, only this time he leaves the livestock alone.

The film is a character drama in werewolf clothing, and, though it references genre classics such as "The Wolfman", "The Werewolf of London", and even "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" in its climax, it is still very much its own animal. There is a welcome depth to the performances and Reed's acceptance of his condition and desire to be destroyed gives the piece a fine sense of tragedy.

Unlke the genre films of today, which make this feel like something made on another planet, "The Curse of the Werewolf" really takes its time to establish a solid foundation for its horror and is a refreshing product of far less cynical times in which human warmth was seen as essential, not "uncool".

The last shot, in my opinion, is flawed. When the dead werewolf is flipped onto his side by his adopted father, he is not shown, in death, as having returned to his former state as represented by Oliver Reed.

A fine achievement.

The Curse of the Werewolf is directed by Terence Fisher and written by John Elder (producer Anthony Hinds), loosely based on the novel The Werewolf of Paris written by Guy Endore. It stars Clifford Evans, Oliver Reed, Yvonne Romain, Catherine Feller and Anthony Dawson. Out of Hammer Film Productions it's a Technicolor production with photography by Arthur Grant and music by Benjamin Frankel.

Hammer's only venture into the lair of the Werewolf proves to be a tragic-romance-cum-nightmarish fairytale more than a film dealing with the savage roamings of a lycanthrope. Off the bat it has to be noted that the film is not overtly horror, something that may result in disappointment for any potential first time thrill seeker. That said, this is still a cracker-jack of a movie, boasting the best of a Hammer production (sets, music, colour, direction) with a narrative of cruel markings and links to puberty, sexual awakenings/urges and Jesus Christ! It's strongly cast, with Reed effective with his brooding good looks, Romain piercing the eyes with her Technicolor sexiness and Dawson knocking it out of the park as a vile bastard son of Ebenezer Scrooge! British fans also get the added bonus of catching familiar TV faces Warren Mitchell and Peter Sallis in secondary support slots.

Paced as it is, very much on the slow burn with a good portion of the picture dealing in the origins of Reed's cursed Leon character, much of the film lacks tension and suspense. This lures one into expecting a barn-storming finale by way off a pay off for the viewers patience. Sadly it's no crowning glory, yes it doffs its cap to the old Universal Creature Features of the 40s and 50s; and there's definitely some emotional heft for the bell tower closure, but it just lacks the dynamism needed to lift it into the upper echelons of Hammer's best output. There's also the small matter of Catharine Feller, who is weak as one of the films crucial female characters. These are problems, even if ultimately they don't detract from the expert story telling of the makers and the fact that visually it's a gorgeous and alluring movie.

With a different spin on the Werewolf legend to be applauded, The Curse of the Werewolf, one or two missteps aside, is still an essential Hammer movie. Even if it could and should have been a little more than that. 7.5/10