Sunday, November 22, 2015


Take elements of An American Werewolf in London, mix them with a sleazy women in prison film, stir and—voila!—you have Werewolf in a Women’s Prison.
     While camping in the Republic of Canpuna, Sarah (Victoria de Mare) and her boyfriend Jack (Vinnie Bilancio, credited as Vincent Bilancio) and attacked by a werewolf. Jack is killed, Sarah bitten, and the werewolf dispatched after having a bottle of vodka with silver flakes in it smashed over its head. Shortly thereafter, Sarah awakes in a women’s prison where she has been incarcerated after being charged with Jack’s death. The warden Juan (Domiziano Arcangeli) whores the women out and his mistress Rita (Jackeline Olivier) subjects them to beatings. Jack returns to her and tell her that she is cursed and will become a werewolf during the next full moon. And—wouldn’t you know it?—during the next full moon, Sarah turns into a werewolf and carnage ensues. She escapes the prison with love interest Rachel (Eva Derrek), only to be recaptured. And Juan plans on making a showcase of her, charging people up the ass to see her transform. Will Sarah be able to rid herself of the curse escape from the prison with Rachel in tow?

     Okay, so let’s just admit the only reason this film exists is to showcase gore and tits, of which there is plenty of on display. The gore effects are pretty good and the naked ladies are hot enough to cook an egg on. There is one rather creepy bit when Sarah only partially transforms. Let’s just say you’d probably shit your pants if she was chasing you. The werewolf is pretty good and I love that they chose practical effects over bullshit CGI. So big props there. However, a bit slap on the wrist for CGI gunshots.
     How does the rest of the movie fare? Well, it has the production values of an Andy Gump, the sets (the few there are) were probably constructed in someone’s basement and the acting runs the gamut from trashy to campy to shitty—especially in the case of Yurizan Beltran (Kelly) whose tits are bigger than her talent. But then, high art is not this movie’s goal. Its goal is cheesy and exploitive entertainment. It succeeds, if only as a one-time viewing. The film moves along at a brisk pace, only slowing down for a moment or two, and it offers up a few comedic moments. Not something you’d add to your collection or pimp out to your friends, but you could do a lot worse.
     And, as of this writing, it’s available on YouTube. So sink your teeth into it today—and hope you don’t have to blow a guard to do so.
These lovely ladies are hiding from the bad acting.

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