An American Werewolf in Paris (1997) – Review

1 1/2 Stars

An American Werewolf in Paris is the long-gestating follow-up to John Landis’ American Werewolf in London. Even though the female lead character is a direct offspring of the werewolves in the first film the connection between the two movies is tenuous at best. The comedy elements don’t work at all and the special effects are cartoonish when showcasing the titular creatures.

Andy McDermott (Tom Everett Scott) and his two buddies (Vince Vieluf, Phil Buckman) are on a thrill-seeking trip around Europe. They have devised a scorecard for daredevil stunts and sexual encounters each assigned their own numeric value. Andy is way behind on both ends. He’s shy and isn’t willing to approach women he’s met on the trip. That changes when the group sneaks into the Eiffel tower after-hours for a late-night bungee jump. But before Andy can make his decent he stops a French girl (Julie Deply) from committing suicide. Now, he’s become embroiled unwittingly with French werewolves who have developed a serum allowing them to transform at will.

I wish the writers would have shown more scenes involving the trio of American friends. Their adventures in dealing with the scenario would have been a lot more entertaining than just focusing on Andy’s lust for the girl he saved and his eventual transformation into a wolfman. Rick Baker’s phenomenal work in the original has been done to lesser effect with computers in this lame sequel.

Stars: Tom Everett Scott, Julie Delpy, Vince Vieluf, Phil Buckman, Julie Bowen, Pierre Cosso, Tom Novembre, Thierry Lhermitte
Director: Anthony Waller

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