She Wolf of London was an interesting series in the mid to late 80s. Never more than a blip in mainstream media terms, the show did have a pretty large cult following, which it deserved.
When this show first came out, I was completely enthralled. Sure, I was in junior high school at the time, but good writing is good writing. Werewolf fans and horror aficionados alike could appreciate the amount of creativity put into each episode, not to mention the dry British humor. In addition, the presence of a strong female lead (played by Kate Hodge) put the series several years ahead of its time. The She Wolf paved the way for a certain Vampire Slayer named Buffy.
Early on, it was clear that this was tv for adults. I don't mean it was pornographic, but rather that it did not shy away from contemporary network no-nos like sex, death, and a dominating young woman who didn't take crap from anyone. The double entendres involved with Ian placing her in shackles in his family's basement were enough to win hearty guffaws from even the most innocent viewer. But of course, a series like this can never last long.
As the seasons rolled by, the quality of the show decreased more and more. It was clearly floundering in the ratings by the time its title changed to "Love and Curses." The characters moved to LA to fight demonic evils every week, and it was just as ridiculous as it sounds. (Apparently, this is a TV formula as common now as chicken pox.) This is about the time I stopped watching it, as the life had been snuffed out of the series. I recently found to my delight, however, that the Sci Fi Channel reruns first episodes of She Wolf of London in the wee early hours of the morning. If you're up really late and have nothing to do, then check out the show. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.
