This one isn’t as blatant as the other two we’ve featured. It doesn’t, say, mention The Wolf Man in a movie without a Wolf Man.It *does* mention a Wolf Woman, and barely supplies one of those. The movie is a rather tedious affair about a woman who’s a homicidal maniac. Perhaps getting complaints from distributors / customers, they eventually cut in a scene of the woman’s ancestor (played by the same actress, if I remember right) who does a VERY naked dance while sprouting hair and fangs. So TECHNICALLY the poster isn’t a big cheat. Except that it really is. Sort of like the idea that the Frankensteins became the werewolf-laden Wolfsteins in Frankenstein’s Bloody Terror.
This is the film were Sandy and I were in his house watching this nude woman caper around for minutes on end, bored out of our minds (which we were discussing, by the way) when the front door to his house opened (on the same wall as his giant TV) and his daughter Alice started entering. Sandy and I both broke out of our lethargy and leapt for the remote, because although we had been in a stupor of boredom, there’s no way his daughter would have believed us with this objectively (if not subjectively) attractive woman dancing around on the TV screen.
Happy Friday, everyone. Have a great weekend. Watch something stupid. Indeed, watch something stupid with us at tonight’s Watch Party.
