Plot
A
boy that was raised by wolves is found by a travelling circus
who use him as a "wolf boy" attraction. Years later, he kills the one-man band
and escapes into the city where he gets a job as a zookeeper. He also falls in
love with a prostitute but soon his jealousy brings out his wolf side and he
begins to kill off her clients.
Review
After an unprecedented couple of decades of international success, British
horror was on the slide back in the mid 70s. With Hammer nearly exhausted,
Amicus' obsession with horror anthologies coming to an end and the growing
dominance of American classics like The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Exorcist
and Night of the Living Dead, there wasn't really much life in the tame
UK genre as audiences were tired of the same old formula and routine. Tyburn, a
lesser known studio, tried to break into the market at the worst time possible.
They had little success and made this and the equally as feeble The Ghoul
before disappearing into the wilderness again.
It's not for the want of trying. Legend of the
Werewolf assembles a couple of Hammer's stalwarts - notably that of director
Freddie Francis and star actor Peter Cushing - and attempts to copy the Hammer
style of filmmaking down to a tee. But it's just low budget, dull and, at the
end of the day, just one horror film too many. Saturation killed off any sort of
originality these films had and you get the real sense of "been there, done
that" right from the start. Granted Hammer never really delved into the werewolf
genre as much as it did Frankenstein or Dracula but the similarities between
this and Hammer's Curse of the Werewolf are too uncanny (well they were
both written by the same person). There isn't really much a mystery as to who or what is killing
everyone - we know what it is because we've sat down to watch a film called Legend of
the Werewolf so we expect werewolves. It's that whole thing of waiting for
the characters to play catch up with what the audience already knows. Freddie
Francis was always one of Hammer's most underrated directors but here his
direction is lifeless and flat. He's going through the motions just as much as
anyone. The film just plods along from A to B quite happily. By the mid-70s,
everyone more or less how the film would pan out but Tyburn stuck to their guns
and continued to make them the way they thought people still wanted them made.
The box office receipts would have told them that wasn't the case.
Legend of the Werewolf
contains some point-of-view shots that look to be way ahead of their time as the
werewolf stalks and kills it's victims. There's little suspense in these moments
and it's obvious that no one knew quite how to handle the POV shots other than
to add in a new gimmick. The werewolf make-up looks terrible too although most
old school werewolf films suffer from the same fate. At least there's a
smattering of gore although this is mainly confined to close-up shots of bloody
fangs after an attack. As is the case with the majority of these horror films,
it's the cast which is left to pick up the pieces. Peter Cushing adds his unmistakable touch of class to the
proceedings and is easily the best thing about the film, especially when
compared to the rest of the cast. If you're like me and you wanted to plough
through his entire résumé, then he did star in worse films. Not many but a few! The
other exception in the cast is Ron Moody who plays the sleazy head zookeeper.
The performance is rather seedy and perverted which adds a creepy tone to the
scenes in which he's in. Hammer legend Michael Ripper also pops up in an
ill-fated cameo as an unlucky attendant who meets his demise in the sewers. Roy
Castle is also on hand for an unwelcome comedy relief role as a photographer.
Verdict
Legend of the Werewolf is a tame horror flick, not
just in today's context but back in the day when George A. Romero and Tobe
Hooper were raising hell over in America. It's nothing memorable nor is it a
terrible film. It's just......there or thereabouts. For Cushing enthusiasts
only.