As we all know (since I’ve made it abundantly clear about a thousand times) I am a HUGE werewolf fan.  I like vampires too.  I read Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles and enjoyed them a lot.  I also really like the grotesque and icky vampire movies.  I tend to get annoyed with the whole romanticized vampire.  Like, what the fuck is all the hype with this Twilight?  When I see that a movie has a following of screaming preteen girls, I tend to shy away, but people are turning totally dorky over it.  Stop it.  Stop it right now and go back to loving the vampires that gnaw on necks and spread their disease.  I like the crazy vampires.  But I digress.  Werewolves.

The movie and book lure behind the werewolf is as crazy and scattered as the vampire.  Are they bipedal?  Do they have a tail?  Is the shape-shifting only happening during the full moon or can it be done at will?  Are they really unaware of their actions while fluffy and canine or do they realize that they are eating the faces of completely nice people?  I love it all.  One of my favorite werewolf movies is Silver Bullet.  It’s like E.T. ,if you never watched it as a child, don’t even bother watching it now because you’ll find it totally stupid.  But I used to watch this movie all the time when I was a kid and that werewolf used to scare the shit out of me.  Well, I’ve been complaining for a very long time that I wish I had that movie on DVD and that I should buy it.  I guess thinking about it so much made me start having nightmares about it.  I had one where I was in my kitchen hiding and right around the corner outside of the sliding glass door, that werewolf was staring into the house.  Then from around the corner, I see Lukas running towards the sliding glass door and BOOM, my eyes were suddenly wide open, but I wasn’t totally awake yet because I was certain that the werewolf was standing behind me waiting for me to turn around so it could eat my face.  It took like 15 minutes for me to get up the nerve to turn over to make sure there wasn’t a werewolf standing behind me.  Let me say that again….I was scared to roll over in my bed, me, a 25 year old ADULT, because I was certain that a WEREWOLF was standing next to my bed.  I’m sure you can imagine how stupid I felt. 

Anyway, I ended up getting the movie from Amazon.com for like $9 and watched it for the first time in probably like 6 years tonight.  Now maybe the nightmares will stop now that I remember that the werewolf looks kind of like a rabid teddy bear in some scenes. 

The climactic scene at the end, the werewolf busts through the wall of th house from the outside and starts busting shit up and beating the hell out of Gary Busey.  At the end, the werewolf is dead and there is a naked dead guy in its place.  Jessie and I were discussing how you’d explain this to the police.  The werewolf came busting through the wall from the outside.  It wasn’t slamming around from one room to another in a trailer.  If you’ve ever lived in a trailer, one of those old ones with the fake wood paneling everywhere, then you know that a hyper puppy could bust through one of those interior walls, but this sumbitch slammed the wall down from the outside.  I mean, how DO you explain that to the police?  Jessie’s answer was so oversimplified, that it had me laughing for like 5 minutes.  If you gave the cops this story, they’d shoot you just for being dumb.

"Well you tell the cops that this crazy shit naked guy knocked down the wall and started beating the hell out of everybody and we had to shoot him."

It’s almost believable, that’s what is so great. 

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