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Sunday, February 21, 2010

Steve's Church-less Movie Of The Week ...



Yoinked from imdb, dvddrive-in.com and my own bad movie knowledge ...


Lycanthropus (also known as Werewolf in a Girls' Dormitory, The Ghoul in School, I Married a Werewolf and Monster Among the Girls) is a 1962 Italian horror film directed by Paolo Heusch and written by Ernesto Gastaldi. However, to give the Italian film a more All American flavor, in the US prints he's listed as Julian Berry. HA! Take that, you greasy Italians!

This is a film that tries to blend a creepy, moody, atmospheric whodunit with a classic Universal werewolf on a rampage flick. Sadly, the film fails in both attempts.




In the film, the new science teacher Dr. Olcott (Carl Schell) with a very mysterious past arrives in an institutional boarding school for troublemaker girls. Suddenly, wolves are seen and when the girls begin to get murdered, suspicion focuses on both the wolves and on a certain newly-hired science teacher.

The detective in charge of the investigation attributes the crime to a wolf, while her mate Priscilla (Barbara Lass) believes she was killed by someone else. But over the course of the next few days a few other deaths happen in the school, greatly reducing the list of possible suspects.




In America, the film was billed as 'A scream a minute' and was intended 'for people with nerves of iron only!' Yeah right! But for being a cranked out Italian groaner, however, the film has some fairly eerie scenes, some spooky music, and a few pretty gruesome scenes for a movie of this time period. So it's not all bad today is what we're saying.


The film was released by MGM and slapped on to a double feature with the movie Corridors of Blood starring Boris 'Does Not Deserve To Smell My Shit' Karloff."




Steve's Snacks Of The Week:


Coffee

Pills

Chips

Loneliness

Ice Cream Bar(s)

Internet Porn (I'm so lonely)

Dove Chocolate Dipped In Peanut Butter

The Wrong Fucking Kind Of Ice Cream Because I Was In A Hurry And Grabbed Some Crappy Dumb Ass Kind By Mistake (I'm a bit bitter about this, as you may very well tell)




... AND NOW, Reverend Steve and this blog are both PROUD to once again present today's Church-less Movie of the Week absolutely FREE!

But first lets go over a few theater rules. Absolutely no talking is allowed. Any and all talkers will be murdered Sweeney Todd style. No cell phones or African-American berries going off in the theater. And NO TEXTING!


And be sure to dim your headlights (where applicable).




So, all that's left to say is ...


ENJOY THE SHOW, Y'ALL!


(the movie starts about 2 1/2 minutes after some fat guy rambles on about nonsense ...)


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