1981 - John Landis brought us An American Werewolf in London, one of the greatest examples of horror comedy ever made, and arguably the best werewolf film of all time; the same year, director Larry Cohen gave us Full Moon High, the antithesis of Landis's classic, an utterly wretched spoof of the werewolf genre that is about as funny as having your throat torn out.
Loaded with gags that must have looked lame on paper, but which are even worse on film, the movie is painfully inept and packed with irritating characters that it's hard to give a hoot about. Adam Arkin stars as Tony, a high school football star who is bitten by a werewolf while in Romania; after twenty years of roaming the world, he returns home to try and carry on where he left off. Arkin's performance is totally charmless - he's no Michael J. Fox, that's for sure - and his supporting cast fare no better.
The special effects and makeup suck too.
Howlingly bad, I rate this laugh-free clunker 1/10.
Loaded with gags that must have looked lame on paper, but which are even worse on film, the movie is painfully inept and packed with irritating characters that it's hard to give a hoot about. Adam Arkin stars as Tony, a high school football star who is bitten by a werewolf while in Romania; after twenty years of roaming the world, he returns home to try and carry on where he left off. Arkin's performance is totally charmless - he's no Michael J. Fox, that's for sure - and his supporting cast fare no better.
The special effects and makeup suck too.
Howlingly bad, I rate this laugh-free clunker 1/10.