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I'm back! and I dug something out of the archives, Wolf from 1994

Remember that movie where Jack Nicholson was a werewolf? No? Seems that not many people do, which is a shame, because it might be my favorite film representation of the wolfman.


The story kicks off with our man Jack as the editor in chief of a publishing house, which has recently been bought out by a billionaire tycoon. On a return trip from out of town, he hits a wolf with his car, and when he gets out to investigate, it plays dead until he gets close, and then it bites him and runs off. Anyone who sees a werewolf movie will be familiar with the coming scenes of him discovering new animalistic traits in himself.

There are two things that keep this from just being a run of the mill monster flick, first, it's Jack, if ever there was an actor who didn't need makeup to play a wolfman, it's Jack, aside from just having the look, he's also got that subtle, creepy, intimidating matter that really sells the alpha dog in a business setting.

The second thing that stands out, is that office environment, which is just as interesting, if not moreso, than what's going on with his lupine transformation. There's a lot of intrigue and backstabbing, with an ultimately enjoyable payoff.

One more thing, is that they decided to skip over the transformation scenes almost entirely instead favoring a lot of implied transformation off camera.

All in all, it was a very enjoyable flick which has held up surprisingly well.

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