The Rats Are Coming! The Werewolves Are Here!

The utterly insane Mooney family has many problems, the least of which is lycanthropy. Their biggest deficit stems from just how bloody annoying they all are!

When daughter, Diana (Jackie Skarvellis) brings her new husband, Gerald home for a visit, the family really turns out! Sister, Monica shows her true eeevil. Feral brother, Malcolm lives in his chicken-filled room, raving like a rabid squirrel, even when he's not being set on fire. Pa Mooney grumbles in his pompous way, in between neck injections.

Luckily, Gerald is accustomed to horrible families, having come from one of his own.

Soon enough, everyone is yelling at each other in histrionic hysteria. Monica beats Malcolm, who caterwauls like a wounded hyena. Chickens are mercilessly murdered in the family dungeon. A mouse is stabbed with a butcher knife, then nailed to a table (yes, the graphic animal torture is all too real! If you are disturbed by such sadistic, idiot behavior, then, by all means, avoid this travesty!).

THE RATS ARE COMING! THE WEREWOLVES ARE HERE! Is a rugged test of endurance, recommended for only the stoutest of hyper-schlock, sludge, and sub-sludge enthusiasts! Even they will require protective eyewear! Normal viewers may feel their souls separate from their bodies, experiencing what the scholars refer to as "sweet oblivion"! Indeed, this "film" may cause living death!

What establishes this Andy Milligan anti-opus far below other, lesser cesspool-filler, is its extreme, brain-liquifying aura of stupefaction. The delirious "dialogue" unites with the mannequin-like "acting", pounding away at the mind like a slaughterhouse bolt gun! Add in the trance-inducing tedium, and you'll feel mummified!

Anyone making it to the impossibly inept, shape-shifting non-finale can be thankful, yet wonder why they bothered.

God help us all...

I'm not going to try to pretend that this (or any other Andy Milligan movie I've seen) is actually a good movie, but I can't help feeling there's a good movie buried somewhere in this mess, trying to fight its way out. The dialogue, while soap operatic, is reasonably intelligent, with none of the overt howlers that make (for example) Ed Wood's movies so laughably amusing. Some of the performances are pretty good. The principle locations are quite good. And there are moments of (twisted) imagination. But countering these assets are debits too numerous to mention. The technical standards are pathetic. Even granting that is was shot in 16mm reversal nearly forty years ago the picture is grungy and badly lit. The sound is so bad that you frequently can't understand what the characters are saying. The costumes were apparently whatever Milligan could get his hands on. The editing is poor, the make-up is poor, and (perhaps most unforgivable of all) for a horror movie the shock scenes are very badly handled. I'm glad I satisfied my curiosity by checking this movie out, but I don't think I could sit through it again.

And if that really was a live rat being nailed to a board, then that's the part that's TRULY unforgivable.

Most people seem to hate this movie and basically anything associated with director Milligan. It's slow moving, has awful make-up and lighting and a huh (!?) chaotic ending, but some of the performances are actually pretty good, the overkill melodrama is hilarious and it's kind of interesting...for awhile.

In England, poor Gerald (Ian Innes) is in for a treat when he visits the family mansion of his new bride Diana (Jackie Skarvellis). Pa Mortimer (Douglas Phair) is a bedridden grouch, older sister Monica (Hope Stansbury) is a childish psycho, mom Phoebe (Joan Ogden) is a miserable mess and retarded brother Malcolm (Berwick Kaler) is kept chained-up in a secret room. Only the older brother seems normal. Something isn't right, as the son-in-law soon realizes, but his wife won't let him leave. Yes...they all turn out to be werewolves guarding the family secret.

The older insane daughter torments the chained up brother by insulting him and beating him with a belt in some outrageous out-of-place scenes. She also buys a cage full of flesh-eating rats from a grimy vendor and in a shocking, standout scene, nails a REAL rat on a board! The whole rat idea has no relevance to the plot and was added by the director to bulk up the running time and cash in on the success of WILLARD, so that (sort of) explains the title.

Rats Are Coming! The Werewolves Are Here!, The (1972)

BOMB (out of 4)

Legend has it that Milligan turned in a 72-minute werewolf movie but the producer wanted a longer running time. WILLARD was making big bucks at the box office so twenty-minutes worth of rat footage was thrown in. The end result is one of the greatest titles in the history of cinema but that doesn't save you from the torture of sitting through the actual film. A wacky bride takes her new husband home to meet her even nuttier relatives and he soon discovers that they're all crazy and hiding a big secret (they're werewolves). This was my fourth Milligan movies and I'm a firm believer that those on Death Row should be forced to watch his movies for the rest of their lives because it's a punishment far worse than death or torture. In fact, while watching this movie there were several times where I started to fantasize about being put to death in the electric chair because it would have gotten me out of my misery a lot quicker than sitting through this mess of a picture. This is basically an incredibly bad, long winded and painful melodrama about family "struggles" with only the briefest of hints in regards to what the title offers. I was well aware of this going into the film but it didn't help matters because the dialogue, for the most part, is poorly written and there's not an ounce of energy to be found anywhere. The performances aren't as bad as you'd think but that really doesn't improve the film any. At least bad acting would have given us something to laugh at. People like Wood and Adamson are often attacked for being bad directors but at least they give the viewer something fun. That can't be said for Milligan whose ability to keep finding producers really makes me scratch my head. This is an incredibly horrid movie from start to finish and we also get several scenes were real animals are harmed so certain viewers might want to stay away if the horrid film itself wasn't enough to keep you away. Just wait to you see the rat attacks and the insane ending.

Andy Milligan's unforgettably titled The Rats Are Coming! The Werewolves Are Here! is listed in my trusty The Official Splatter Movie Guide by John McCarty, although its inclusion puzzles me, for it features next to no gore. What it does have are interminable scenes of terrible dialogue, dreadful acting, poor sound quality and the general level of technical ineptitude that I have come to expect from exploitation legend Milligan.

The godawful story sees a young married couple arrive in England to visit wife Diana's family, the Mooney's, who harbour a dreadful secret: they are all werewolves. Even with the worst of films, I try to find some sort of positive, but this one has me beaten: I can't find anything good to say about it. Not one thing. In fact, so excruciatingly amateurish and incredibly dull is this film that, even if it had buckets of bargain basement blood and guts, I can't see it being much easier to bear.

I rate The Rats Are Coming! The Werewolves Are Here! a pitiful 1/10, although I wish I could give the film 0/10 for including a repulsive scene of unnecessary animal cruelty, the stabbing and nailing of a live mouse.