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- Werewolves of the Third Reich review by NP
I am not sure there are any film-makers currently as prolific as Andrew Jones, who, with production company North Bank Entertainment, continues to release low-budget horror films at a fast rate of knots. Most are enjoyable, some very much so. Never afraid to ‘pay homage’ to other projects, Jones here writes/directs something very close to Quentin Tarantino’s ‘Inglourious Basterds’, but on his terms.
It is bargain basement stuff, of course. Hitler’s briefing room is backed with black drapes, while he sits in front of an un-ironed swastika drape, whilst true to Jones’ direction, many scenes are a collection of close-ups. The best performance probably comes from Suzie Frances Garton as the resolute and duplicitous Ilsa (what else?) Koch – with suggestions of sensuality beneath that pristine cool veneer, she attacks the role with relish. In a disappointingly brief appearance, sometimes Jones regular Jared Morgan plays the bar-tender; he is always good to see. Perhaps it is ubiquity to blame, but I find it more difficult to be convinced by Lee Bane as ‘Mad Dog’ Murphy, someone too stylised to ever truly exist; whispering every line Eastwood-style, his avowed intent and catch-phrase, to ‘kill Nazis’ becomes more irritating than threatening. As ever though, he plays his role to the hilt and offers the key: don’t take things too seriously. Other performances (and accents) vary greatly. Hitler, for example, provides Oliver Fritz an opportunity to display the Fuhrer as a bizarre, ailing grotesque.
There are some interesting choices being made here and as is often the case with Jones’ projects, the more you watch, the more these choices take you in. The long conversational scenes, the slow-burning story-telling, and some ripe performances combine with simmering interest, a good build-up of threat and as ever, some nice location filming that does enough to allow you to believe events are taking place in Nazi Germany 1944. That’s another thing with films from the North Bank Entertainment stable – they cannot be accused of being unambitious. This could have been set in England with no Hitler appearance at all – but no, we have approximations of American accents, two curious werewolf hybrids and a bucket-load of Nazis.
For a story with ‘werewolves’ in the title, we have to wait a long time for even the first mention of them by name. The reveal comes at the time the two main story-strands come together, in a midst of monster masks and CGI blood-splattering. Like the rest of the film, some moments will leave you impressed, others not so much. But it seems the adventures of (don’t call him) ‘Mad Dog’ Murphy and his band of men are not quite over, as the post-credit flier tells us.
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Beyond belief in terms of tack !!
- Werewolves of the Third Reich review by GB
Fair play to the review above that seems to take it somewhat seriously ? I however cannot take this seriously, because whilst I rented it and expected little, I actually think this is the worst film I have ever seen. Shocking acting, "direlogue" beyond belief, and just plain hilarious sets and locations ! Can't afford a mock concentration camp ? Well let's film down the local bin yard ! Let's use a wide aperture so the background is completely out of focus preventing the reveal of some 2018 landscape. I could go on, but you get the point. The "Epilogue" sees several characters meet some "40 years later" get they look EXACTLY the same except for some clothing changes ? Cheap and nasty in every sense, just awful !!
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