2/10
One of the worst genre efforts ever
13 September 2012
Arriving in a small desert town, a mysterious stranger becomes involved in a series of brutal murders of the locals and must find the true beast causing the devastation before he becomes the scapegoat for the killings.

This was one of the most putrid, wretchedly horrible horror movies ever, and is certainly the absolute worst werewolf film ever. Among the numerous flaws here is the lack of werewolf-action, here presented only as a roving, red-filtered camera low to the ground zipping over the landscape to sneak up on unsuspecting victims in some admittedly creepy scenes to generate the only positive remarks towards this, but that's all we get period. There's no stalking shots, no transformation scenes, not even full-body shots of the creature at all, and the only time it's even glimpsed is as a cheap, plastic mask for a few fleeting moments at the end. The other flaws here really stem, though, from the film's central biggest problem, it's dull, agonizingly slow pace that never offers up anything to get excited over. From the tepid and banal romance that drags the middle segment down, to the constant, endless, non-stop running-time-padding country music segments that are really the worst thing about this whole endeavor, to the impossible-to-believe segments where the local sheriff has to digest the explanation for what's going on in several different parts which really takes the cake and makes this one so terrible, as well as all the other issues.

Rated R: Violence and Language.
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