Well, let’s go ahead and get this part out of the way.
This movie really has nothing to do with the fairy tale.
This is a good thing, I think. I wasn’t really looking forward to watching a feature length rendition of the Little Red Riding Hood story. That’s pretty much the only thing that was “good” about this movie, though.
For the most part, the film was grindingly average. There was nothing good or overtly bad about it. The acting was average, the sets were average, the effects were average and the story was…well…meh.
Here’s how it breaks down.
There’s a village, as there tended to be back in those days, which is full of simple folk. That village is beset by a werewolf, as I’m sure anyone could have guessed. The movie starts out with a short narrative about the village being on the edge of a dark forest and blah blah and then shows some people getting ready to sacrifice a small pig (by leaving him out for the wolf, it seems) while everyone locks themselves away.
TIME WARP, 10 years later. Everyone’s a little older. Things seem to be normal in the village, including some interpersonal relationship drama and then someone gets killed by a werewolf. This leads to some werewolf slayer guy being commissioned to come to the town to kill the beast.
To this point, the movie has been entirely predictable. It stays that way, throughout, with a minor plot skew in the middle of all of this. The writer went way overboard in trying to instill paranoia and a sense of distrust for everyone into the viewer and I think this is where they messed up the biggest. By trying to make it look like everyone except the culprit WAS the culprit, they kinda gave it away.
Right at the very end, they finally draw back the curtains and I wasn’t even a bit surprised…this scene, though, was the only one that paralleled the story. You’ll know what I mean if you watch the film.
All in all I’d say it was simply average. Nothing to write home about but better than Death of a Ghost Hunter by a long shot.
If you’re bored some night or know a chick that gets moist in the g-string when she sees werewolves, give it a peek…You may just get laid and that adds 2 points to any movie review score.
Which would still make Death of a Ghost Hunter the worst movie I’ve ever seen.