
  A father becomes a threat to his family when he is scratched by a wolf
      and undergoes a physical transformation.
  Review by
        Eric Hillis
  Directed by: Leigh Whannell
  Starring: Christopher Abbott, Julia Garner, Matilda Firth, Sam Jaeger, Ben Prendergast, Benedict Hardie
 
    
  Following the failure of
    The Mummy, Universal's attempt to revive their series of classic monsters as big
    budget action movies, the studio decided to get back to horror basics and
    hand the keys to Blumhouse for a series of more modestly budgeted monster
    movies. First out of the gate was 2020's
    The Invisible Man, which garnered positive reviews but whose theatrical run was cruelly cut
    short by the onset of COVID. That movie's writer/director,
    Leigh Whannell, has now been entrusted with updating Universal's
    Wolf Man for a new audience.
  Just as his take on The Invisible Man had nothing in common
    with James Whale's 1933 original, Whannell's Wolf Man shares
    little DNA with George Waggner's 1941 The Wolf Man, which Universal remade as recently as 2010. Instead, Whannell plucks from
    various other sources: a bit of
    Cujo, a bit of Razorback and a lot of the recent New Zealand
    monster movie
    The Tank, with which it shares its premise of a protagonist travelling to the
    remote home they inherited from an estranged parent only to find a monster
    roaming the grounds.

  In a 1995-set prologue we see a father, Grady (Sam Jaeger), and his
    young son Blake (Zac Chandler) come across something threateningly
    inhuman while on a hunting trip. Just as Whannell's suspenseful opening
    sequence was the highlight of The Invisible Man, this prologue mines tension from a fraught scenario in a way that's never
    replicated for the remainder of the movie.
  In the present we find a grownup Blake (Christopher Abbott), now a
    struggling writer who stays at home to look after his young daughter Ginger
    (Matilda Firth) while his journalist wife Charlotte (Julia Garner) brings home the bacon. Blake has inherited his father's
    over-protectiveness, losing his temper with Ginger when she disobeys his
    command not to mess around on a New York street. This theme of inherited
    toxic masculinity runs throughout the film and is handled in clunky fashion,
    with the on-the-nose screenplay (co-written with Whannell's wife
    Corbett Tuck) too often putting the subtext in the mouths of its
    characters (the recent Kit Harington-headlined werewolf movie
    The Beast Within
    similarly failed with its portrayal of a deadbeat dad as wolfman).
  The lupine thrills (I'm being kind, as there's nothing thrilling about this
    mangy stinker) begin when Blake receives word that his long-missing father
    has finally been declared dead and Blake has inherited the family home in
    the woods of Oregon. While driving to the house with a reluctant Charlotte
    and Ginger in tow, Blake skids off the road when a figure appears in his
    headlights and ends up crashing his rented U-haul. As if that wasn't enough,
    while trying to get out of the wreckage Blake is attacked by a clawed
    creature, leaving a nasty scratch on his arm. Fleeing to his father's home,
    Blake tries to protect his family from the creature, while slowly
    transforming into a werewolf himself.

  As with The Invisible Man, Wolf Man focusses more on the potential victim of its
    titular terror than on the monster itself. Garner's Charlotte emerges as the
    heroine as she tries to protect her daughter from her rapidly changing
    hubby. The movie's second half owes a lot to Lewis Teague's film of Stephen
    King's Cujo, with garner taking the role occupied by Dee Wallace in fending off a
    snarling beast. Teague's film brilliantly used a rabid family pet as an
    allegory for America's moral morass in the early Reagan era, but the subtext
    remained just that, an extra layer for the audience to contemplate along
    with the monster thrills. Today's crop of mainstream genre filmmakers seem
    incapable of separating subtext from text, spelling out their intentions
    through dialogue rather than getting their message across with their
    visuals. At one point here Garner practically turns to the audience and
    explains what Wolf Man is really about, but the toxic father
    theme is so heavy-handed you'd have to be asleep not to have picked up on it
    by that point.
  Whannell seems more interested in what the characters in his film represent
    as an idea than who they are as people. They exist only to get a fashionably
    scornful message about masculinity across, and we never really get to know
    them as individuals. As a result, it's difficult to care whether they
    survive or not. By making Charlotte the protagonist in a lazy grab at
    gaining some feminist good boy points, Whannell misses the point of the
    werewolf movie, where the tragedy lies in the wolfman's own grappling with
    his predicament. Abbott has the requisite sad eyes of previous werewolf
    stars like Lon Chaney Jr and David Naughton, but Whannell reduces his
    wolfman to a hairy threat to a poorly defined final girl. A very talented
    actress, Garner can however come off as stiff in a bad role, and that's very
    much the case here. Charlotte is such a one-dimensional character that
    Garner is left with a permanent resting bitch face for the
    entire movie.

  For all its attempts to tackle heavy themes, Wolf Man is
    ultimately just as silly as Joe Johnston's more faithful 2010 take. That
    movie memorably featured an unintentionally hilarious wrestling match
    between Benicio del Toro and Anthony Hopkins in werewolf form. We get a
    repeat of such antics here, and no amount of dim lighting can make it look
    any less ridiculous.
  Perhaps what's most disappointing about Wolf Man is the
    absence of what is often the highlight of a werewolf movie - the
    transformation scene. Adopting the joyless Christopher Nolan approach of
    avoiding anything that might seem too fantastical for a cynical 21st century
    audience, Whannell never has Abbott actually fully transform into a wolf.
    Instead the actor spends most of the movie looking like a radiation victim,
    or the neanderthal version of William Hurt in Altered States. If you're looking for a successful modern update of the werewolf movie,
    I'd suggest checking out Larry Fessenden's excellent indie
    Blackout. Unlike Whannell, Fessenden isn't afraid to give us a proper hairy-faced
    wolfman.
 
  
    Wolf Man is on UK/ROI VOD now.
  
   
