A Fera de Londres

Apart from excellent settings and costumes, not to mention the always reliable pulchritude and charm of June Lockhart, this Val Lewton wannabe is mainly a misfire.

More's the pity too, since it abounds in shadowy night scenes, fog, and much cloak and daggery, including a final act complete with tilted camera angles, and poisoned milk, (a la Hichcock's "Suspicion").

But there is no real grue and no real tension, and what we are left with is a lame, (though slickly produced) thriller whose main interest accrues from its interesting cast and glossy staging.

Still, given the paucity of Victorian melodramas at your local cineplex--you could do much worse.

In the turn of the century in London, the aristocratic lawyer Barry Lanfield (Don Porter) proposes to marry the heiress Phyllis Allenby (June Lockhart) and she accepts. Phyllis lives in the family manor with her "aunt" Martha Winthrop (Sara Haden), her pseudo-niece Carol Winthrop (Jan Wiley) and the housemaid Hannah (Eily Malyon).

Out of the blue, dreadful murders happen in a nearby park and Detective Latham (Eily Malyon) believes that they are victims of a werewolf or a she-wolf, but his superior Inspector Pierce (Dennis Hoey) says that they are victims of an animal. Meanwhile, Phyllis finds blood on her hands, and her shoes and clothing dirty and she believes that she may be killing people under the influence of a family curse. Who might be the serial-killer?

"She-Wolf of London" is an entertaining mystery movie but with neither horror nor she-wolf as the title suggests. The dramatic story is not bad but frustrates fans of horror movies. My vote is six.

Title (Brazil): "A Mulher-Lobo de Londres" ("The She-Wolf of London")

"She-Wolf of London" is an okay film for what it is. I imagine that horror fans were disappointed, asking "Where's the Werewolf?" (Why Jack Pierce is credited as the makeup man in the opening credits I don't know, since I can't see any place in the film where his special makeup talents were employed.) The story: In Victorian London, a series of murders takes place in a public park, where the survivors report being attacked by a female werewolf. A young woman, Phyllis Allenby (June Lockhart), suspects that she might be a werewolf in question. Supposedly, it is a family curse, "the curse of the Allenbys." Phyllis wakes up in the morning to find blood on her clothes and dirt tracks on the floor of her bedroom.

More, I won't say, since it will spoil the mystery for those who haven't seen the movie.

"She-Wolf" is more of a Gothic thriller than a monster movie. It has elements of George Cukor's "Gaslight," and Hitchcock's "Rebecca" and "Suspicion." If they had spent a bit more exposition time on the plot, it might have been a classic thriller. Nevertheless, it still does okay as a nice, eerie, foggy-gaslit melodrama.

London at the turn of the century---The legend of the Allenby Curse was almost forgotten until------

She-Wolf of London is produced by that bastion of classic horror, Universal Pictures. Directed by Jean Yarbrough and starring June Lockhart and Don Porter, the title clearly evokes the earlier Werewolf of London (1935) and conjures up images of either a girlfriend of Larry Talbot or Wilfred Glendon running amok. As history now tells us, She-Wolf of London is more concerned with mystery and suspense than the supernatural themes that ran thru other Universal wolf based movies.

Running at a brisk 61 minutes, She-Wolf feels more like a Sherlock Holmes picture minus that particularly intrepid sleuth actually being in it. Grizzly murders are being committed and it's all pointing to poor Phyllis Allenby, who herself is convinced that she is turning lycanthropic at nights due to the family curse. But is it her? If not her then who? These are the key issues asked as the film evolves amid swirling fog and lamp lighted parks and streets. The production is very good, the set designs adds to the atmosphere and the cast by and large are safe as houses. The ending also has a nice little trick up its sleeve.

It's not a bad picture at all, and being armed with the prior knowledge of its mystery over horror heart will aid any new prospective viewers. Best to view it as a standalone Universal picture rather than a classic horror entry. On reflection if it had been called The Allenby Curse or some other such name then that surely would have helped. But one gets the feeling that someone at Universal sniffed an opportunity to get people into the cinema on the back of its already garnered Wolfie reputation. 6/10

... that was released at the tail end of the Universal horror film cycle, from director Jean Yarbrough.

Wealthy heiress Phyllis Allenby (June Lockhart) thinks she might be a werewolf when people start getting murdered at night in the park across from her home. She believes this because of the legendary "Allenby Curse" that says the Allenbys are cursed to walk the earth as werewolves. What survivors there are talk of a woman in the form of a wolf who attacked them. Phyllis takes to her bed, refusing to see her fiance, wealthy attorney Barry Lanfield (Don Porter). Phyllis tries all sorts of things to keep awake all night so that she can't "fall into a trance" and attack people, but she always does fall asleep and awakens the next morning with muddy slippers and even blood on her hands at times, with stories in the newspapers of yet another attack in the park. Her fiance gets tired of being kept away from her and decides to watch Phyllis' house to see what is happening. He sees a a woman come out the front door, walk to the park, and shortly thereafter a man is attacked, but the woman gets away. It might not be Phyllis - three other women live in that house besides her. So what goes on here? Watch and find out.

There are all kinds of "tells" in this one that makes the course of the film not much of a surprise, and June Lockhart plays this much too passive to be an effective possible killer. Also, I will tell you that you never actually see this creature on the loose. Don't expect Lon Chaney Jr.'s Wolf Man.

What this film does well is make good use of Sara Haden. She spent years on contract at MGM playing the spinster aunt in the Andy Hardy series and other similar roles. This movie gives her a chance to break out of that.

The other good thing this film does is explore the concept of regret, in middle age, of not marrying for practical reasons in one's youth versus going for the guy who gives you a hormonal rush and is perhaps penniless. The thing is, if you went for the sturdy practical guy you did not love, you'd wind up calling the mailman by his first name and you'd still have a tragedy on your hands.

I'd mildly recommend this one. There are worse ways to spend your time.