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I took a departure from my traditional chick flick movie and saw Wolfman for Valentine’s Day (to my husbands delight). To say the least, I was pleasantly surprised. It comes straight out of traditional gothic literature and mirrors the story telling of a Grimm Fairy tale. Benecio Del Toro plays a simply “gorrific” werewolf as the main character in the story. Anthony Hopkins, need I say more? Who else could they have picked for a creepy, deranged old man? The leading lady, Emily Blunt, took quite well to the tender damsel role, which is certainly an unexplored character for the Devil Wears Prada actress. To top off this amazing cast, you have Hugo Weaving, better known as Mr. Smith or Lord Elrond, portraying the suspicious Scotland Yard investigator.
The opening scene draws you in to the “bump in the night” effect and sets you on the edge of your seat, clutching the arm of whoever is next to you. What the beast completely looks like is hidden for half of the movie, which only adds to the suspense that is already mounting as you watch it.
Lawrence Talbot (Benecio) is drawn back to a the home he escaped as a boy by a letter from his brother’s fiancé Gwen (Emily). She informs him that his brother has gone missing and begs him to help them search. Owing to the fact that blood is thicker than water, he returns and runs into his father (Hopkins) at his estate. For reasons regarding Lawrence’s late mother, he vowed never to return there. Lawrence is eager to begin the search when his father informs him they already found the body. Although shaken, Lawrence sets out to find his brother’s killer while he learns that the townsfolk speak of a beast. He learns that his brother’s murder is just the most recent in a line of gruesome murders that have been plaguing the town. The beast comes through town, slashing people left and right, demonstrating that whatever it is, it not capable of any form of mercy. Lawrence who is trying to shoot the animal (which he have not seen up close) is bitten. Thus, begins the tremulous road that leads to a number of hair-raising discoveries and no self-control.
Add in one grieving, young loving woman, a creepy mansion, and a noisy investigator and you have an awesome movie. That being said, I did feel the movie’s lead up to the end missed a certain grandeur. A mighty conclusion or lets say terrific fight sequence involving everyone. Unfortunately, the movie sidesteps it. However, the actual end does make up for it and stays true to the tone of the movie.
I will not say much more as to not spoil the movie but the trailers did lead you to believe that the leading lady, Gwen, somehow tames the werewolf in the end. This I think is a mistake. It would not be a traditional gothic literature or a Grimm fairy tale with such an ending. The actual ending is far better and adds to the realistic grip of what being a true werewolf constitutes. I do not want to hear any more movies that portray werewolves as fluffy little wolf pups like in Twilight or a manageable condition in Harry Potter. Instead, this movie goes back to its roots.