THE CRAVING aka NIGHT OF THE WEREWOLF (EL RETORNO DEL HOMBRE LOBO) (1981) U.S. Release (1986)


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`The Craving' leaves you hungry for ticket refund - Movie Review

The Atlanta Journal and The Atlanta Constitution - May 28, 1986

Author: RINGEL, ELEANOR, Eleanor Ringel Film Editor: STAFF

Eleanor Ringel reviews "The Craving."

The scariest thing I saw during the couple of hours I wasted at a supposed horror movie called "The Craving" was a young mother brow-beating an elderly ticket-taker into disobeying the law and letting her underage children into this R-rated movie while she wandered the mall. The sheer ferocity with which she insisted that the gentleman allow her kids' psyches be exposed to this picture's sub-level blood-letting was a chilling reminder that all moms are not created equal.

"The Craving" itself is actually not all that terrifying. Rather it's an exceedingly cheap (the first movie I can remember without any credits), poorly-dubbed monster mash about three women who go vampire hunting and end up creatures of the night themselves. The object of their quest is an 18th-century vampiress who can be brought back to life by having the blood of a maiden dripped on her ashes. The least scrupulous of our heroines, having already strangled a wheelchair-bound professor, cheerfully sacrifices one of her roomies.

Meanwhile, the most virtuous of the three has fallen for a werewolf (also 18th-century vintage) who tries to be good between full moons and does his best to help destroy the vampiress.

Since all three leading ladies are long-limbed, well-built brunettes, it's often difficult to tell who's doing what to whom. What you can see is more women nibbling women than on an average night at a gay bar and more false blood than in an archival tape of an Alice Copper concert.

The tradition of the vampire-lesbian film is a long and semi-honorable one (a recent addition was "The Hunger," with Catherine Deneuve and Susan Sarandon), but this poor excuse for a picture doesn't even count as a fatuous footnote. The only thing right about "The Craving" is its title; you leave the theater hungry to see a real movie.

"The Craving." Rated R for sex, nudity and violence.

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