Well, it looks like there's another contender here for the "so bad it's good" category. This is a werewolf movie that was made towards the end of a very long dry spell, after the glory days of Universal's "Wolf Man" series, and before the year 1981 brought us several great werewolf movies ("American Werewolf", "The Howling" and "Wolfen").
A man returns to his home town when his uncle dies (or, or more accurately, is murdered -- as we know from the first scene). He soon finds out that there is some kind of a curse on his family, which his grandmother is aware of and which involves some kind of an evil priest. The plot after this point is fairly predictable and straightforward. It's filmmaking for the sake of filmmaking, and there aren't very many original ideas. However, the look of the film is quite cool, and clearly it's inspired by the "Hammer Studios" productions, in which everything looks kind of like a set but has a very creepy feel to it.
The cast are generally pretty laughable. Seriously, there's no excuse for acting this bad -- hell, I've seen much better actors in local theatrical productions. The leading man has zero charisma, and even less acting ability, as clearly he was cast simply for his 'Wolf Man' appearance. This leads to some pretty hilarious scenes, for example when he delivers sentences along the lines of "Doctor, my grandmother told me that my father was a werewolf and a priest stabbed him in the heart with a silver dagger", in a complete monotone with a straight face and absolutely no emotion, you just can't help but laugh. He doesn't get a whole lot of help from the supporting male cast, but most of the female members actually seem quite competent actresses. Not that it helps much.
On the other hand, there is a sub-culture of people out there who will really enjoy this movie. If you're one of those people that collects Edward D Wood Jr's movies, or if your idea of a good time is to stay in and laugh your way through "Manos: Hands of Fate", odds are you'll really appreciate much of the badness in this movie.
It's bad. It's very, very bad. But if you're a fan of those terrible B-pictures, you'll probably find something to enjoy here.
Oh this movie is a stinker. I could not find anything worthwhile about this picture. I mean it's really bad; the acting, special effects, directing, photography and lighting are all just atrocious. It's great however if you suffer from insomnia.
The werewolf in this movie is fairly standard of the post-Jack Pierce, pre-Rick Baker makeup style, with most of the effects failing even to meet the standard set by "The Wolf Man" almost 40 years earlier. It's a simple, straightforward werewolf-in-human-clothes deal, similar to Jacinto Molina's 'Waldemar Daninsky' makeup but not as visually appealing (see photos). Unfortunately, Earl Owensby's performance as the werewolf is on the same level as the rest of his performance -- embarassingly bad. It doesn't look like a wolf, it looks like a big, lumbering man who can't act.
In terms of mythology it's quite simple, with the lycanthropy being brought about by a curse rather than by a werewolf attack. There's also an interesting idea which I hadn't heard before, when our hero's grandmother says that if somebody's index finger is longer than the others, then that is the mark of the werewolf. I'm not sure if this idea has any grounding in mythology or if it was just made up for the film, but I don't think I've heard it before.