Directed by Captain America: The First Avenger's Joe Johnston, 2010's The Wolfman is a remake of the previously reviewed 1941's The Wolfman starring Lon Chaney Jr as the title creature. In this remake Benicio Del Toro stars as Lawrence Talbot, an actor who returns from London when his brother goes missing. Once home he clashes with his father, Sir John (Anthony Hopkins) and falls for Gwen Conliffe (Cinema Won Favorite Emily Blunt). However, while there he gets bitten by a werewolf and struggles with his curse.
While not as far off as many remakes get, the film doesn't follow the originals story much more than the basic plot. Which is perfectly fine. I never really had a problem with the fact that adaptations of previous works try to do something different. However, this movie probably should have called itself something different. One it's own it's an mediocre movie. Compare it to the original however...
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The movie tries to re-create the original's great atmosphere and effects, but for the most part it just fails. It's all been there done that when it comes to the sets and the music is nothing worth writing home about. The CGI used on some of the animals is astoundingly bad, often looking very plastic. And, while I'm sure a lot of effort when in to it and all, but... I'm sorry, The Wolfman make-up is really silly. He looks less like the monster from the original and more like a disgruntled Country Bear. When Hopkins goes wolfman, it gets even worse.
|He's so fluffy!|
However, it is clear they were at least trying to make a good movie. The cast is pretty good. Del Toro is great as the troubled Talbot. Blunt is as good as ever as the love interest, even it the script makes her do nothing more than just look sad. The only real weak link is surprisingly Hopkins, who clearly phones in his performance and is incredibly obvious as the villain. The script, while cliched, is pretty decent, especially with the actually pretty good dialogue between characters, though Lawrence does have the strange tendency to start talking to himself whenever he needs to spout exposition.
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