Crying Wolf (2015)

Great Film overall

It's entirely possible that sending the audience out feeling lousy was intentional

There are moments in this movie where the great movie it could've been peek out... They're fleeting, here, but they're worth savoring, and they happen often enough to make it worth your while.

The movie's not perfect, but it sticks the landing of its message. It was engaging - thrilling at times - and I personally thought it was a great time.

Way to bad the film is not nearly as good as the box cover for the DVD... it's a beautiful werewolf DVD cover but a terrible film. It's a very lame attempt at comedy horror. Way to lame with it's cutesy music, stupid pranks and a werewolf mask you can find at the nearest dollar store around Halloween.Lots of fake blood being throw around on screen as if that is suppose to be scary. Bad acting - horrible. And a story that will bore you to sleep instead of getting a few thrills and laughs out of you. This is a waste of perfectly good film and time it takes to watch this mess. Don't bother wasting your time. I am a fan of werewolves but this is just an insult to werewolf fans.1/10

There are a couple things I should mention before I get to my review of Crying Wolf 3D. First, I am not a huge fan of gory horror films, so I am sure this impacted my enjoyment of this film. Second, although the film apparently is in 3-D, the copy I saw was not and perhaps seeing it in its intended form might have improved the film.The setting for the film is in the Cotswolds in England. For you non-Brits, that's west-northwest of London in the countryside. It's the pretty and peaceful part of England where Shakespeare lived....though it's not all that pretty or peaceful in this film, that's for sure! It begins with a private eye buying a book from a strange lady...one she keeps refusing to sell him. Then, he reads what is the story you then see. In this story, a group of werewolves are going on a little vacation--to frolic in the countryside, camp out, sing a few songs and kill folks for kicks. You see, unlike the typical movie werefolk, these werewolves like to travel in packs and are not tormented by their evil desires...in fact, they revel in them. As they're out doing what werewolves do best, they don't realize that one of their past victims which somehow escaped has returned with a friend to hunt down the hunters. The end is a giant gore-fest--with exploding bits and blood flying here and there.For me, one of the only things I liked about the film was seeing Caroline Munro (a former Bond girl and cast member of the Dr. Phibes movies) playing the strange bookstore owner. The basic plot ideas also weren't bad and could have worked. However, the execution of the story was seriously flawed. There's a lot of gratuitous blood and breasts, but there's no finesse to the story at all...it's just breasts and blood. For some people, that might just be enough to warrant watching the movie. But the characters and dialog were so poor and I simply didn't care about anyone and that's the real shame in Crying Wolf. Had they chosen to make it more of a comedy and made the dialog at least somewhat believable, I could have enjoyed the picture much more than I did. Or, had they made it a serious drama with real tension and decent characters, I could have also enjoyed it more. Instead, it's just another cheap horror film with little to distinguish it.

I watched (which seemed to take forever) the British horror-comedy, Crying Wolf. I'm still trying to find where the humor was, as well as the horror. This film was akin to having to listen to my high school alma mater's band play: 3 instruments, 20 majorettes; you figure it out. It just wasn't pretty... Perhaps if this movie would have provided sub-titles, I could have enjoyed it a little better. As it was, there were parts you couldn't hear and most of the parts you could hear were spoken with such heavy British accents, I could not understand what they were saying. The pacing was off, the acting left loads to be desired, the direction and editing were just plain bad, and the makeup was, well, juvenile. And as aside, I would love to know who thought up the idea of the character of the redneck bus driver--complete with yee-haws. He stood out like a turd in a punch bowl. Another viewer reminded people not to confuse this film with an older film entitled "Never Cry Wolf." They should have no problem figuring out which one is better. I am not going to discuss the plot because there was none. The version I saw was unrated for blood, gore, and lots of naked breasts.

In a little English village called Deddington a pack of werewolves on holiday come face to face with their victim and hunters friend.More important than director's Tony Jopia's offering is the knowledge that the first scene has Hammer Horror star, Sinbad's Margiana and James Bond's Naomi, actress Caroline Munro. Here she cameos as a shopkeeper, arguably still edible to the older gentleman, surely any self respecting werewolf would be honoured to gobble her up. I digress, many of the same cast and crew of Cute Little Buggers, a low rent Gremlins, reteam armed with a Hammer's business model, like a multi-picture deal of Craig Fairbrass films for... Ba-dumb ching - Crying Wolf! A Kermit the Frog YAY please.Taking a compulsory leaf from American Werewolf in London and Dog Soldiers and the recent Howl, Jopia's Crying Wolf has plenty of sleepy village dolly tracking and crane shots. Jopia armed with ropey CGI (a limited suite of stretch effects, colouring and kinetic werewolves reminiscent American Werewolf in Paris); plenty of claret and fake limbs throws on screen what can only be described as canned wolf fodder. The tin looks good, it contents appear tempting but even if out of curiosity do you really want to open that bad boy up and taste it?To Jopia's credit I've never seen a werewolf film with a grand Bond style opening credit sequence but voilà Crying Wolf has one and a theme tune too. With pub humour, Brookside pacing, gratuitous blood and breasts, this is not to be confused with Jeffrey D. King's independent documentary film Crying Wolf (it's an easy mistake to make). Written by Andy Davie, Michael Dale and Jopia this presentation is ridiculous and equally as silly (including a wrong hole gag) with its out of place flashbacks and unnecessary back stories. Aside from an abundance of pretty looking cast members what's genuinely enticing is the atmospheric locale (possibly interesting if you live outside of the UK), there are also some nice make up, old school practical effects and there's really is a germ of a good idea hidden away in bottom of a pint glass. It's energetic cast include Gabriela Hersham, Chloe Farnworth, Joe Egan (of the well executed short – Predator Dark Ages), Kristofer Dayne, Gabriela Hersham and Ian Donnelly to mention just a few who put in every effort known to man to have fun with their characters. Notable is Angela Holmes who pops up briefly.I'm going to mention (because I can), if I didn't know better I'd say their tagline is a rework of my very own novel but this sub- genre stuff is in the air. With werewolves appearing from the shadows lunging at the camera and popping into an already very cropped frame, for the love of Thiess of Kaltenbrun don't expect Lowell Dean's Wolf Cop. Be safe in the knowledge that John Landis needn't worry about losing his 1981 and 1984 werewolf crown either. This stretched low-budget Carry On up the hammy werewolf is best served with a load of friends, excess barrels of real ale and an aptitude for this type of film. No doubt Crying Wolf will certainly become someone's guilty pleasure.