DIRECTOR Jeremy Wooding WRITER Alan Wightman STARS George Blagden; Tom Cotcher; Barrington De La Roche DVD 5 October
Rural Colorado in the days of the old West, and when a coach with a group of travellers rides into a lonely outback town and encounters not only two brothers who have just held up the local bank, but a group of ‘skinwalkers’ hungry for flesh, the stage is set for a long night of cowboys, gunfire and monsters.
On paper, the description of a werewolf Western sounds like a decent, fun premise. In conception, this is nothing like one imagines, taking two genres and draining every drop of fun from them, providing a frustrating viewing experience that is a chore to get through. For a movie to succeed it needs certain elements; plot, characterisation and pace. Blood Moon offers nothing — even the beasts terrorising the town are barely glimpsed, and the bloodletting is mostly off-screen.
Maybe we should thank the filmmakers for at least going down the route of werewolves instead of the badly overpopulated avenues of vampires or zombies, but when a film looks and sounds like a soap opera and has a cast seemingly reading lines from cue cards there’s little to be grateful for. It’s not all their fault; the script is laughable, and the attempt to weave ancient Indian folklore into the myths of the creatures takes up far too much of the running time. The justification is admirable, but the base elements of the film need to be in place, not forgotten about. Blood Moon will not provide your lycanthropic thrills. Save your time and money. Watch A Fistful Of Dollars and follow it up with The Howling instead.