Werewolves of the Third Reich

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I was fully deceived by DVD's cover and what the title suggested, watching almost when l've been receiving the pack, my disappointment acctualy start in first half hour and how much is getting in the middle my angry is higher, stop wasn't an option acceptable in face of my expenses to get it, remaining spend my priceless time in a trash movie, the real low budge picture survives only by nazi werewolf premise which didn't appeared usually, just in few scenes, a bad make up is clear, looks like made by a beginner, well at least the main character likes to kill nazi!!! Resume: First watch: 2018 / How many: 1 / Source: DVD / Rating: 4

Man, you really have to check out Werewolves of the Third Reich! The poster will make it look like an absolute baby-diaper, garbage fire. Surprisingly, it's not. It's solid F+, so bad it's good, material from the get go with decent production value (someone who had some idea what they were doing shot it on an actual movie camera), actors that are not terrible (though some are making some just phenomenal {some would argue strange or mistaken} choices and everybody is just GOING FOR IT) and writing that's good enough to not require opioids and but bad enough to be hilarious. See if you can spot, and these two items are associated with different actors, an actor giving his best, terrible Clint Eastwood impression AND am anachronistic line born, in this movie, before it's time. As low budget horror movies go this is honestly a pretty good movie. As low budget Werewolf movies go, this is stellar. Seriously though, the acting is pretty solid throughout most of the film, the writing carries the plot along and is frequently entertaining (occasionally even on purpose) and the direction is, for this level of film, pretty damned good. Not so seriously though: I was really amused by the decision to humanize the Nazis that are going to lycanthroped to make them more...identifiable?? I was also rather impressed that the filmmakers squeezed out 60+ minutes of a werewolf movie with no more than a reference to one (no beast, no beast killings), and I giggled for a bit when one of the ambush Nazis called the US soldiers what I believe is supposed to translate to "S#it Houses". Official Verdict: With many low-budget horror movies you have to carefully manage expectations to get any real enjoyment out of the experience. Such is not the case with Werewolves of the Third Reich, it is campy (I'm about 72% certain the camp is intentional) fun and manages to not be boring or distractingly terrible and for a low-budget Werewolf movie, that's too good to be bad. Judgement:

I see people on IMDB comparing this movie to Inglourious Basterds, when it's merely inspired by the same grindhouse films that have inspired Tarantino. This movie is the first real entry in the Nazisplotation genre I've seen in years, and it has soe real B-Movie charm to makes up for its weaknesses. I especially enjoyed the nods to the Ilsa film series.

You know, if you get past all the terrible acting, plot, and special effects it's not really that bad.

The "werewolves" - when they finally appear - look more like the morphed Vampires from "Buffy". This masterpiece was filmed in Wales, and the mostly Welsh cast couldn't manage to get past their Welsh accents. As an added bonus, Jonni DC, Continuity Cop, clearly went out behind the shed and ended it all, ten minutes into the first day of filming. If someone offers you the option of either watching this, or watching paint dry in the Everglades in August... Choose the paint.

This. . . is. . . horrendous! It's obviously low budget. Very low. That in itself is certainly not a detractor. But Gawd Damn! When we "enter" Mengele's concentration camp their are exactly four young adults that are supposed to be the entire POW camp. Two men Two woman. Modern looking women with long stringy hair parted on the side. The "blond" had 5 inches of exposed dark roots. Apparently they couldn't even manage to dye her hair one way or the other. It's like they took what little they remember from high school history class and threw it in here and there and decided to mix in a bit of The Island of Dr. Moreau. This is not a compliment at all. I would recommend you save yourselves and choose something else; but you are gonna do what you're gonna do. 2 of 10 stars because I don't like to flunk people completely. ToniHunterOne aka PhaedraBlue.

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.

Will admit to feeling nervous about seeing 'Werewolves of the Third Reich'. The low rating and poor reviews were not promising, and too many of my recent low-budget viewings with both of those here have proven to be that bad and worse. The idea also seemed really ridiculous, even for one clearly not meant to be taken seriously and with the potential to be executed in an intelligence insulting way. My nervousness proved after watching 'Werewolves of the Third Reich' to be justified. 'Werewolves of the Third Reich' was yet another film to be that bad, as bad as the low rating and reviews suggested, and worse. It was not only ridiculous and terribly made but also intelligence insulting to a near-offensive degree, with a huge amount to criticise and nothing to recommend. Have nothing really to add, with it said already so well, other than my thoughts. Knowing where to begin with the criticisms is difficult. 'Werewolves of the Third Reich' looks cheap, with drab and rushed-looking photography, haphazard editing, risible visual effects that just look strange, inauthentic and shoestring budget-like costumes and far from atmospheric or spooky settings. The sound quality is intrusive and obvious and can remember little about the music other than how ill-fitting it was. Dialogue is cheesy as sin and delivered with accents that are both stereotypical and incomprehensible and words delivered in a way that will make native Germans and those studying German cringe and feel insulted. The story is uneventful in the first act and becomes increasingly silly and implausible, as well as tension-free and lacking in coherence. The action is clumsy and dull and the direction shows no engagement or experience with the material. Characters are irritating and little more than cartoonish caricatures. Don't let the titular creatures elevate things, they are barely in it and are poorly designed. The acting is all round awful, with lots of histrionics and bizarre miscasting (Hitler is one of the biggest dishonourable mentions). Overall, terrible. 1/10 Bethany Cox

This is a film that promises more than delivers. It opens up 1944, in Nazi Germany, and not that other Germany. We are introduced to some American tough guys...was that guy acting like Clint Eastwood? We are then introduced to Josef Mengele (Neville Cann) and his wife Ilsa (Suzie Frances Garton) who are experimenting on people and have a drug that combines DNA. Then the scenes come together. The werewolf as seen on the cover is misleading. It looked like a rubber zombie mask. And yes there were "werewolves" since two is plural. The building they were in looked from the era, except the lead paint was peeling off the walls and ceiling as if it was standing there for 70 years. Then there were other rooms with wood paneling and wall switches that was clearly anachronistic. On the plus side the film managed to create and deliver some fun characters and dialogue like, "make my day" and "do you feel lucky." There was western swagger music which created a fun but brief grindhouse effect. The werewolf didn't come into the film until late, and really didn't factor into the feature as much as expected. Considering the stinkers written by Andrew Jones ("The Amityville Asylum"), this production has moved in the right direction. Guide: F-word. No sex or nudity.