Il licantropo e lo yeti

While most of the 'Waldemar Daninsky'/'Hombre Lobo' Werewolf flicks starring the great late Spanish Horror legend Paul Naschy cannot really be described as masterpieces, they are all entertaining and have a certain inimitable charm that can only be found in Naschy flicks. Being an enthusiastic Naschy-fan, I must say that "La Maldición De La Bestia" aka. "The Werewolf and the Yeti" (1975) is doubtlessly the most ludicrous and preposterous, and sadly also the least entertaining of the 'Hombre Lobo' flicks that I've seen; and yet it is immensely entertaining and definitely worth watching for my fellow fans of the man.

Usually, Waldemar Daninsky (who recovers from Werewolf-curses and, often, death with every passing film) is turned into a Werewolf by an ancient family curse, or by an unlucky coincidence. In this film, Paul Naschy's most famous character is an adventurer and scientist, who joins an expedition to the Himalayas, in the course of which his colleague's sexy young daughter falls in love with him (of course). He then becomes a werewolf after being held in a Himalayan cave by two sex-hungry and cannibalistic pagan priestesses... "The Werewolf and the Yeti" is highly camp and cheesy (also in comparison to the other "Hombre-Lobo" flick, all of which have a delightful camp factor), and occasionally extremely illogical and confused. In about 90 minutes, the film includes cannibal priestesses, the Werewolf, demonic witch doctors and an insane Himalayan warlord who wants to be Fu Manchu, as well as a Yeti (with minimal screen-time). The first half is pretty tiresome, but the film catches up in the second half with tons of sleaze, gore and genuine nastiness as well as camp fun. The landscapes look as Himalayan as Barcelona, and the whole thing makes little sense, but that does in no way lessen the fun. Paul Naschy is charismatic as always and the female cast members are entirely hot.

Since the film has little to no real suspense or creepiness it is easily the least interesting of Naschy's 'Hombre Lobo' films, but it is nonetheless highly entertaining. The fact that this impossible-to-be-taken-seriously piece of camp fun was on the UK's infamous Video Nasty list of banned films once again shows the idiocy of film censors. Definitely no must-see, but warmly recommended to my fellow Paul Naschy fans.

In "The Werewolf and the Yeti" we follow the renowned adventures of Waldemar Daninsky across the Himalayas as he is out on an expedition to find the Yeti.Waldemar ends up getting lost in the mountains,where he meets two cannibalistic sex starved nymphos in the cave.Sleaze comes thick and fast as Naschy becomes sex slave of the women.As a result he turns into werewolf,who wreaks havoc in the mountains.The final battle between him and the Yeti is a laugh riot.Cheesy and dumb trash with a healthy dose of nudity and a little bit of gore.One unfortunate woman gets her back skinned in the film's most gruesome scene.The acting is bad and the special effects are even worse.6 out of 10.

Waldemar (Paul Naschy), the renowned adventurer, joins an expedition to find the Yeti in the Himalayas. While hiking the mountains, he is captured by two cannibalistic demon nymphets guarding a remote Buddhist temple and becomes their sex slave.

This film ignores the events from the earlier films "The Fury of the Wolfman" (1970) and "Curse of the Devil" (1972), and provided an all-new origin for Waldemar's lycanthropy, having the curse transmitted by the bites of not one, but two, vampire women! The mix of supernatural creatures is certainly a good deal of fun.

The film was banned in the UK by the BBFC under the Video Recordings Act of 1984 and was featured on the "Video Nasties" list. It has allegedly never been released in the UK. But for us lucky Americans, the film is now available on Blu-ray from Scream! Factory. It is fairly bare bones, with no commentary or other features, but we do get to choose between English and Spanish, which is nice.

THE WEREWOLF AND THE YETI is really a misnomer, but then NIGHT OF THE HOWLING BEAST (the title borne by the print I watched) doesn't do it justice either as the story spans not one but several nights, none of which is more important than the other! Anyway, this isn't a bad effort in Naschy's ongoing "Waldemar Daninsky" saga - hampered slightly by the disc freezing up momentarily on four separate occasions, particularly towards the end: plot-packed though it is, the film is actually pretty straightforward compared to the others I've watched by Naschy - it is indeed livelier than any of them - and the snowy locales in which it is set are a major asset (despite the minimal budget on hand). Naschy turns in a creditable performance (though he was reportedly dissatisfied with how the film turned out), but the werewolf make-up is a matter of taste as it's certainly not scary-looking; the Yeti, then, hardly bears a mention as its function is almost incidental to the narrative and is not even given a distinguished 'look' to make it stand out during the climactic duel. The director's overall style, alas, is rather flat: the Gothic atmosphere one associates with this type of film is mostly lacking here. Apart from this, none of the characters is all that interesting (wicked sorceress Wandesa is especially annoying) but, at least, there's some gore to keep one watching (a male member of the expedition ends up impaled on a thick pole whereas a girl is skinned alive!) and the fist-fight between Waldemar and the villainous Sekkar Khan is quite energetic; there's also a welcome - and wholly gratuitous - touch of eroticism in the sequence where Waldemar meets two vampires-cum-cannibals in a cave who, apparently, also have the power to infect him with 'The Curse Of The Beast'!!

If you've seen any of Paul Naschy's other 'hombre lobo' films, you probably have a pretty good idea of what to expect from The Werewolf and the Yeti—schlocky dialogue, hammy acting, Naschy once again sporting terrible wolf make-up, some sexy Euro-totty, and a bit of unrealistic bright-red gore. In short, a fun slice of very silly Spanish monster madness.

One can only presume, therefore, that it must have been one hell of a slow day at the office when the BBFC/DPP decided to stick The Werewolf and the Yeti on the Official Nasties list: the film has its unsavoury moments, as do most horror films, but there's nothing to warrant it being lumped with likes of genuinely disturbing flicks such as Cannibal Holocaust, Faces of Death and Gestapo's Last Orgy. Any violence or sadism in The Werewolf and the Yeti is handled in such a camp manner that it's almost impossible to take offence at.

Take the flaying of sexy young scientist Melody (the gorgeous Verónica Miriel) by evil bitch Wandessa (Silvia Solar), for example: the effects are so cheap and unrealistic that one cannot help but find the scene amusing, no matter how repulsive the idea. Likewise, the sight of one of the scientists impaled on a wooden stake (ala Cannibal Holocaust) is rendered laughable by the fact that he is not only still alive, but also capable of holding a conversation with our hero.

Also providing mucho unintentional chuckles: the scene where Naschy kills a pair of semi-naked werewolf/vampire/witch women (but only after having sex with them both, of course); the ridiculous fight between Naschy and dermatologically challenged bandit/warlord Sekkar Khan (Luis Induni); and the rousing finale, in which our hero, transformed into a drooling beast by the full moon, rescues his love Sylvia (Mercedes Molina) from the abominable snowman.

It's all utter nonsense, not at all scary and certainly not nasty enough to deserve being banned, but still worth a go if you're in the mood for a bit of a giggle.