Review of An American Werewolf in Paris (1997) by Gavin S — 19 Jun 2007
File this one under, "What in the Hell were they thinking?" Apparently somebody decided it would be a great idea to film a completely unnecessary sequel to one of the greatest horror movies of all time 16 years later.
Add to that the fact that the script sucks, the characters are all idiots, and the CGI effects are simply ghastly. The werewolves (yes, werewolves) this time look more like giant, man-eating hamsters than wolves and the transformation scenes completely piss on the legacy of its predecessor--and also seem to have been animated by somebody who failed anatomy.
The slick humor of the original film is completely missing here where none of the songs are used as subtle jokes and chewing condoms like bubblegum is the closest we get to the original's scene of the hero in a porn theatre surrounded by the zombies of his victims.
About the only good point of this film is the absolutely gratuitous way that they found to get Julie Delpy to flash her breasts to the audience. This film isn't terrible, it's pathetic.
This review of An American Werewolf in Paris (1997) was written by Gavin S on 19 Jun 2007.
An American Werewolf in Paris has generally received mixed reviews.
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