Lawrence Talbot's childhood ended the night his mother died. His father sent him from the sleepy Victorian hamlet of Blackmoor to an insane asylum, then he goes to America. When his brother's fiancée, Gwen Conliffe, tracks him down to help find her missing love, Talbot returns to his father's estate to learn that his brother's mauled body has been found. Reunited with his estranged father, Lawrence sets out to find his brother's killer... and discovers a horrifying destiny for himself. Someone or something with brute strength and insatiable blood lust has been killing the villagers, and a suspicious Scotland Yard inspector named Aberline comes to investigate. Written by
One scene involving frozen corpses, was shot in the village of Lacock, Wiltshire, England, which is conserved by Britain's National Trust organization. Universal donated five thousand pounds to the Trust, in return for letting them film there. See more »
When Sir John Talbot is blowing out candles, they are clearly filament lamps, as the third candle lamp actually goes out before he blows on it. See more »
[Sir John begins playing the piano which startles Lawrence. Lawrence points the shotgun at his father]
Sir John Talbot:
I will arise and go to my father and I will say unto him, 'Father I have sinned against heaven and before thee. I am no more worthy to be called thy son'.
[He stops playing and looks at Lawrence]
Lo and behold there he stands, the prodical son, for he is returned.
[Sir John stands up and begins moving toward Lawrence who raises the shotgun]
Sir John Talbot:
Shall I have my own robe brought to be placed upon your ...
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The Universal logo at the start is the one from the 1940s, as a homage to the time when the original Wolfman was made. See more »
A confused and trite waste of time. Is it a Gothic drama? Is it a gore-laden jumper? Is it a comedy? How the heck do great actors end up in garbage like this? A by-the-numbers Hollywood "horror"--as in horrible script, horrible pacing, horrible rip off of the music from Bram Stoker's Dracula. It's like the entire movie is all window dressing with nothing inside. Just because the actors furrow their brows doesn't mean there is any emotional connection between the audience and the characters. Like several IMDb reviewers have written: Stick with American Werewolf in London. Okay, I do admit two things, 1) The movie looks great, and 2) It's now part of my regular rotation of fun stupid movies to put on in the background.
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