Review of “The Curse of the Werewolf” (1961)

A delayed Saturday night pizza and bad movie entry. The pizza was good. The movie was about as cheery as a sharing a bottle of absinthe with a French existentialist. (That is, the place is furnished in the style of the Second Empire, and the bell for the waiter doesn’t work. You just ‘fess upContinue reading “Review of “The Curse of the Werewolf” (1961)”