I don't usually have the opportunity to tie a Sunday Bloody Sunday column directly to a Bad Movie Monday one, but sometimes it works out that way.
Rarely does a sequel go as horribly wrong as An American Werewolf in Paris. The only real connection to John Landis and An American Werewolf in London is that at one point, Landis considered moving his film to Paris when he was having trouble with British filming authorities. That's not totally true, they do try to connect the werewolves through some lame family connection to the werewolf in the first movie, but it's not worth mentioning and I hate to think of these two movies as having any connection at all.
In this movie, director Anthony Waller takes everything that was awesome about John Landis's classic film and craps all over it.
Three Americans (Tom Everett Scott, Vince Vieluf, Phil Buckman) visiting Paris get involved with werewolves who have invented a serum that allows them to change at will. Almost everything about this movie is completely implausible. From the beginning where they sneak up to the Eiffel Tower to bunjee jump off to the ending where they do the same thing off the Statue of Liberty.
In between, we get terrible acting, cheesy dialogue, and some of the worst CGI I've seen in a major production. I realize that this movie was made in 1997, and CGI has improved a lot since then, but they would have been much better off sticking with Rick Baker. The werewolves look terrible and don't even look as if they're in the same scenes as the people they're suppose to be attacking.
An American Werewolf in Paris isn't as bad as some of the sequels to The Howling, but it's close. Skip this one and watch An American Werewolf in London.
Rarely does a sequel go as horribly wrong as An American Werewolf in Paris. The only real connection to John Landis and An American Werewolf in London is that at one point, Landis considered moving his film to Paris when he was having trouble with British filming authorities. That's not totally true, they do try to connect the werewolves through some lame family connection to the werewolf in the first movie, but it's not worth mentioning and I hate to think of these two movies as having any connection at all.
In this movie, director Anthony Waller takes everything that was awesome about John Landis's classic film and craps all over it.
Three Americans (Tom Everett Scott, Vince Vieluf, Phil Buckman) visiting Paris get involved with werewolves who have invented a serum that allows them to change at will. Almost everything about this movie is completely implausible. From the beginning where they sneak up to the Eiffel Tower to bunjee jump off to the ending where they do the same thing off the Statue of Liberty.
In between, we get terrible acting, cheesy dialogue, and some of the worst CGI I've seen in a major production. I realize that this movie was made in 1997, and CGI has improved a lot since then, but they would have been much better off sticking with Rick Baker. The werewolves look terrible and don't even look as if they're in the same scenes as the people they're suppose to be attacking.
An American Werewolf in Paris isn't as bad as some of the sequels to The Howling, but it's close. Skip this one and watch An American Werewolf in London.
I was going to say, HEY WAIT A MINUTE!!! But then realized this was the Paris one and not the London one. I LOVED the London first version!
ReplyDeleteI think I only saw bits of this on cable and wasn't too impressed.
I love the original, too. I had actually just recommended in Sunday's column.
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