I was punched in the gut so hard it dropped me to the floor. Writhing in pain, I was suddenly kicked in the genitals. As the intense pain overcame me I blacked out thinking "What have I done to bring this punishment upon me?" At least that is how I felt as I watched disk 3, side A of Mill Creek's 50 Chilling Classics collection. After laboring through Haunts I turned my glazed over eyes to Werewolf in a Girl's Dormitory a.k.a. Lycanthropus. With a title like that it leaves little mystery concerning the plot.
A new professor arrives at a reform school for girls the very same time a student, prisoner, whatever the hell they are is murdered. When the campus faculty that is staffed by morons find the body they note how the wounds seem to be from a "vicious animal". Let me pause in query as I ponder what could possibly be the culprit. Could it be said werewolf in the title? Maybe. Do I care. Absolutely not. Barbara Lass is hot in an early sixties way and definitely poke worthy for a smelly deadbeat hippie of that time.
This is an Italian-Spanish production of the typical American werewolf movie of the fifties. At times you can see the characters speaking English and in other scenes the lines are clearly foreign. The ending is a head-scratcher as it is never explained how or why the culprit became a werewolf to begin with or the motivation for the attacks. You can probably guess who the werewolf is within fifteen minutes anyway. Do yourself a favor and put this foaming dog to sleep.
A new professor arrives at a reform school for girls the very same time a student, prisoner, whatever the hell they are is murdered. When the campus faculty that is staffed by morons find the body they note how the wounds seem to be from a "vicious animal". Let me pause in query as I ponder what could possibly be the culprit. Could it be said werewolf in the title? Maybe. Do I care. Absolutely not. Barbara Lass is hot in an early sixties way and definitely poke worthy for a smelly deadbeat hippie of that time.
This is an Italian-Spanish production of the typical American werewolf movie of the fifties. At times you can see the characters speaking English and in other scenes the lines are clearly foreign. The ending is a head-scratcher as it is never explained how or why the culprit became a werewolf to begin with or the motivation for the attacks. You can probably guess who the werewolf is within fifteen minutes anyway. Do yourself a favor and put this foaming dog to sleep.