An American Werewolf in Paris


Sixteen years after An American Werewolf in London, we learn that werewolves are alive and well in Paris as well as the resulting daughter from the rendezvous in An American Werewolf in London, Sarafine, who tries to commit suicide by leaping off of the Eiffel Tower. Enter the “American” in American Werewolf, Andy, a young daredevil on a European tour who rescues Sarafine and falls hopelessly in love with her.

0Despite several attempts to ward Andy and his buddies off, Sarafine finally agrees to go out on a date which is cut short by Sarafine kicking the snot out of a guy three times her size. Sarfine disappears and Andy and his friends race back to her house and are greeted by a man named Claude who invites them to a party saying that Sarafine will be there. Upon getting to the party, Sarafine whisks Andy away telling him to run for his life… just as the full moon rises and she begins to transform.

Andy is bitten, his friends are torn to pieces, and hilarity and hijinks ensue.

Let’s get this out of the way first:  An American Werewolf in Paris is not An American Werewolf in London.  It’s not even in the same ballpark as the first American Werewolf movie nor does it even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath.  In every measurable sense, it is an inferior product.  Where London is timeless, Paris will look dated.  Where London had heart, Paris has none.  Where London was organically funny, Paris cracks forced one-liners.  Where London boasted cutting edge special effects, Paris farts out some embarrassing CGI werewolves that look like a cut scene in a video game.

That being said, I know what I hate… and I don’t hate this.

An American Werewolf in Paris is not a great movie, but it’s not completely horrible.  To its credit, it does at least try in its quest to continue the story even if it ends up failing pathetically several times.  The cast is not terrible… I actually liked Tom Everrett Scott as the American and Julie Delphy is more than acceptable in her role.  I even liked Vince Vieluf as the undead friend even though his part was reduced to that of a wise-cracking corpse.

But still, it’s not a great movie but it does try and it does try to at least attempt something different and because of that (or maybe in spite of that), it’s not a completely worthless movie.  It’s hampered by a lot, but it could have been lazy and, as a result, much much worse.

I actually thought that it came closest to matching An American Werewolf in London with its mix of horror and comedy and, while this was still an inferior product, it was nice to at least see the effort.

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Jason Donner

Jason Donner devoured the universe and you are all living inside him.