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I’m over here eying up the Naschy werewolf films on Tubi and wondering when I should take the plunge.

October. The answer is October.



I only saw it once, but was underwhelmed to say the least. Maybe I expected too much because it was Wes Craven? Maybe I'll check it again some day?
I thought that Cursed was merely okay.

I agree that the werewolf scene is pretty bleak. I quite enjoyed Wolf of Snow Hollow, but your mileage will REALLY vary by how much you enjoy Cummings' particular brand of humor. Bad Moon was alright. I did really enjoy Company of Wolves because I like stuff that's based in folklore. Good Manners was an interesting twist on the genre. And . . . that's all I got.





The Puppet Masters, 1994

Andrew Nivens (Donald Sutherland) and his son, Sam (Eric Thal) are government agents who are summoned to a small town in rural Iowa to investigate a supposed alien landing. They are accompanied by NASA scientist Mary Sefton (Julie Warner), and together they discover that the town has been infiltrated by alien parasites who ride on their hosts’ backs, accessing their memories and completely controlling all of their bodily functions. But when a parasite makes its way into the team, no one knows who can be trusted.

After a rocky start, this one generates some solid thrills and chills.

I did not have very high hopes for this film for about the first ten to fifteen minutes. Mary meets Andrew and Sam, and Sam blatantly looks her up and down. There’s a decently suspenseful sequence where the three of them head to the supposed site of the alien landing, only to find a very strange pair of teenage boys trying to entice them---but only one at a time---down into an odd homemade looking alien saucer. But then there’s a whole running discussion about how Mary knows who is being impacted because they don’t want to look down her shirt. Bizarrely, Sam then snips that no one could help looking down her shirt. Please see below how she is dressed for most of the film:


So it’s a rough beginning, trying to establish a dynamic between Sam and Mary, but mostly making Sam come off like an insecure letch. The major problem with this, aside from being vicariously embarrassing to watch, is that Sam later becomes the lynchpin in terms of the emotions of the film, with both Mary and Andrew caring about him when he is endangered.

But once the gang manages to get hold of one of the aliens and return to DC, the film moves in a decidedly much better direction. The alien escapes repeatedly, and this means that any of the characters could be possessed. There is an extended sequence where Sam is possessed by one of the aliens, which uses Sam’s body to speak to Andrew. The team is ultimately able to separate Sam from the alien ,but at great cost to his physical and psychological wellbeing.

It’s really saying something about Thal’s performance that the eerie and distressing scene of Sam being puppeteered by the alien and later his breakdown as he goes into withdrawal and suffers serious side effects after the separation totally turned me around on his character. Likewise, the film actually gives Mary scientific discoveries to make instead of just being like “Did anyone notice that no one wants to look down my shirt?!”. What happens in the relationship between Sam and Mary as the film goes on is much stronger than you’d expect from the cringe-y first act. As they go through multiple difficult decisions and traumas, I really found myself rooting for them. (And bonus points for something approaching an equal sexualized gaze on both characters, something that really creates a solid basis for both the sexual and emotional attraction between the characters.)

Sutherland is good as the head of the team, a man slowly realizing that the threat they are facing is far more formidable than he could ever have imagined. There’s also a great supporting cast, ranging from Richard Beltzer as one of the team, Will Patton as a scientist who collaborates with Mary, Keith David as a military man who joins Sam for some infiltration missions, and Yaphet Kotto as a general. They are all really solid and this is one of those casts where everyone has good chemistry with each other and work well in different combinations.

I also really liked the science fiction elements of this film. There’s a simple but effective element where the team realizes that the people who are being used by the aliens have an elevated body temperature, leading to some chilling shots of things happening using infrared vision. A lot of alien-invasion films use the trope of the aliens having access to the victim’s thoughts and memories. It’s really well utilized here as the aliens not only use their knowledge to taunt the team, but also to learn and evolve. The aliens are powerful opponents, and in one very chilling sequence, they rebuff a military attack by using a wall of possessed children.

By the end of the film, I was feeling pretty positive about it. Aside from the very uneven first act, my only other complaint was in some very blatant inconsistency in terms of how the characters respond to danger. Just to paint in some very broad strokes, if Mary is in danger, Sam’s attitude is “I’m not leaving without her!!!!”. When certain other characters are in, arguably, less danger, all of a sudden, “It’s too late! We can’t save them!”. While you can sort of understand this, there is one part where Sam decides someone can’t be saved that really bothered me.

At first I anticipated giving this a middling score, but by the end it really won me over. Sure, it can’t resist one last kind of stupid sequence, but on the whole this was a pleasant surprise.






The Beta Test, 2021

Jordan Hines (Jim Cummings) is a Hollywood agent under constant pressure to broker deals in a toxic workplace where appearing to be successful seems to be most of the battle. On the verge of marrying his fiance, Caroline (Virginia Newcomb), Jordan’s life is thrown into complete disarray when he receives an anonymous letter inviting him to a sexual encounter with a stranger. Jordan goes through with the illicit rendezvous, but his life begins to fall apart in the aftermath as he becomes obsessed with tracking down the woman he slept with and whoever paired them together.

Getting some good mileage out of Cummings demented charisma, this film loses some steam by pulling itself in too many directions, yet holds together in the end.

Jim Cummings absolutely enthralled me with Thunder Road, and I’ve been willing to check out anything he puts on film since then. It definitely helps that he and his creative team absolutely hustle to create the product they intend, and that in every interview I’ve read with him Cummings seems to be upfront and very respectful about the process of filmmaking and his collaborators. So long story short, the guy has earned a fair amount of goodwill on my part.

That said, The Beta Test was a real departure in many ways from the two previous films I’d seen from him. While the plots are very different, Thunder Road and Wolf of Snow Hollow both star Cummings as police officers who are single fathers struggling with familial responsibility while trying to get by. Both men are, undoubtedly, kind of goobers. But you sense that in their heart they are good guys, and so you root for them to succeed and feel their pain when they don’t.

In The Beta Test, however, the character played by Cummings is a total monster, an agent working in a career that demands more extreme and more cutthroat actions to stay relevant. Jordan believes that he should be successful and powerful, and so as the film goes on we watch him attempt to bend the world around him to what he wants, whether that means pretending to be a federal agent, lying to his fiance, spending money he’s not authorized to use, bullying front desk personnel, or even committing assault. Almost the entire film consists of Jordan flailing----personally, professionally, and within the narrow context of trying to discover the source of the mysterious envelope--and digging himself in deeper and deeper.

I’m not generally a fan of movies about terrible people behaving terribly, but somehow this one kept me along for the ride. It’s probably something to do with proportion: while Jordan is not a good guy, he is the one who suffers the most serious humiliations so that what he inflicts on others feels like it is being instantly punished. Further, against all odds there is more humanity to Jordan than I’d ever have anticipated, and dare I say even something like the beginning of a redemption arc creeping around the edges.

What really keeps the film centered is how overt it is about the way that Jordan and his ilk are sliding into obscurity. One of the themes of the film is exploring the kind of toxic culture that was exposed during the MeToo movement. We see Jordan vent some of his personal frustration by belittling a lower-ranking, young woman employee. In a handful of crucial moments, we slide into her point of view, something that makes Jordan looks like even more of an unpredictable lunatic. Increasingly, Jordan and his friend/co-worker PJ (PJ McCabe, who co-wrote and co-directed) just spout meaningless phrases (“We’re excited! Let’s keep talking!”) and take their angst out on those beneath them. They are driven by greed, and as the digital world makes their job far less critical, they get nasty under the sense of encroaching scarcity.

There are a lot of ideas in this film, and some part of me kind of wishes that it had focused on just one or two of them. One major theme is exploring the world of agents and Hollywood executives in a shifting digital landscape. The old power hierarchies are being restructured---not entirely, of course, but enough that it is making certain formerly-powerful roles borderline useless. We see how the culture of this power structure has deceit, indulgence, and even abuse baked into its core. And I have to say, with his impeccable ability to portray a person who wears a mask of content only to let some radical cracks of despair or anger show, Cummings is the absolute perfect actor to portray a man who must keep up a front of control in the face of more and more outlandish stressors.

But the idea that I found most interesting is the one explored through the mystery envelope plot: how can one live a content life when we are perpetually bombarded with images of bigger and better things. Even someone who is in love with their romantic partner must be aware that they are just a few mouse clicks away from connecting with someone selected for them by an algorithm, someone who might in many ways be more compatible than their current partner. Never has there been a social climate so intent on making you turn your head. And even further, never has it been easier to be tempted toward what you really want: a woman finds a partner who isn’t abusive, a man gets the opportunity to pursue a same-sex affair. The idea that there could be something better is a perpetual haunting, even for someone who isn’t excessively online or social networked.

One of the intriguing questions raised is whether the mystery woman in the hotel is actually a good fit for Jordan. There’s no doubt that they are highly sexually compatible, or at least that the thrill of their liaison is highly arousing to both of them. But would they actually be good partners to one another? Would another sexual encounter, robbed of its novelty, even be as satisfying? There’s no way for Jordan or the audience to be sure of those questions. And as much as Jordan is a horrible person, I could sympathize with his driving need to understand how he came to be chosen for this experience and how he was paired with the mystery woman.

The overall arc of Jordan’s professional unraveling doesn’t quite land for me. Though it does produce some fantastic dialogue (“I don’t want to do this anymore. I f*cking hate the internet. I just want it to be the early 2000s. I want to be young again.”). But the plot about the relentless harvesting of our personal data and the ways that we are manipulated both big and small hit home, despite it falling on a guy who totally deserves a little comeuppance. From the grisly opening sequence, we see that the games being played by the mysterious envelope sender have violent, destructive effects. It’s entirely unsurprising that the body count doesn’t even phase the brains behind the operation.

A bit scattered, yes, but I couldn’t look away. This movie is funny and upsetting and I will continue to follow Cummings wherever he goes.






Small Engine Repair, 2021

Frank (John Pollono) is the primary parent to his teenage daughter Crystal (Ciara Bravo). His two best friends, Packie (Shea Wigham) and Terrance (Jon Bernthal) also have a significant role in raising Crystal, while Crystal’s mother Karen (Jordana Spiro) is a more off-again-on-again presence. One night at Frank’s car repair shop, Frank arranges a drug deal with local frat boy Chad (Spencer House) and things soon go off the rails when it’s revealed that Chad has something to do with recent upheaval in Crystal’s life.

A bit too predictable and unable to find a satisfying last act, good performances keep this one afloat.

I just happened to watch this film----based on a stage play written by Pollono, who also directs here---in the same time frame as another film based on a play. And it distinctly feels very much like a play that is straining a bit to make the leap to the big screen. I’m not in a rush to run out and find some version of the play, but there also seem to be some structural problems here.

Now, on the plus side, I think that the performances are all really solid. Pollono really inhabits Frank, a man who wants to be a good father, but whose complicated relationship with his wife ends up souring his relationship with his daughter. He spends years supporting here and trying to be a good father, but in a critical moment he reacts to her with anger instead of empathy and it’s a mistake that he cannot take back. He needs a place to direct his anger, and so he sets his sights on Chad. Wigham and Bernthal also bring the best of their charisma to their roles, walking a nice line between a “loyalty among brothers” energy and nervousness about the sudden violence and unpredictability they’re seeing in their friend. Spiro has to deal with a relatively underwritten character, but does shine in the last act. House plays something of a trope of the gross frat guy, but good on him for creating a character who is hateable but on the right side of being human.

I also liked the overall structure of the relationship between the friends. Frank springs a lot of intense information on Packie and Terrance---some of which involves very illegal things---and I liked that they aren’t immediately on board with him. Sure, they also have some strong feelings about what they’ve learned, but I think it’s really believable that these guys wouldn’t just instantly be okay with doing something that could put them in jail for the rest of their lives.

Now, I wouldn’t consider the next thing I say much of a spoiler, because I can’t imagine anyone wouldn’t immediately guess the deal with Chad. But if you haven’t seen the film, maybe skip the rest of the review. The last thing that I liked was the nuance that was given to the nature of Chad’s transgression. When Chad starts telling Packie and Terrance about how he got a teenage girl totally wasted and tried to get her to have sex with him, you think you know exactly what he’s going to say. And while it’s true that what he describes is unethical and a kind of sexual assault, this isn’t a story about avenging a rape. Instead, Chad doesn’t have sex with her, but rather convinces her to send him nude photos that he promptly shares with anyone he can (including Packie and Terrance). Chad’s behavior is totally disgusting, and yet it lands in this place where even in the slight unreality of a film you don’t believe that it merits him being tortured or murdered. It would have been easy to have Chad commit a crime that would make the audience have no hesitation about cheering on his execution, and I appreciated making him a bit less overtly evil.

The problem, though, is that the film doesn’t seem to quite know where to go in its second half. While Packie and Terrance are presented as being relatively enlightened guys, the film never really takes a beat to examine the fact that their behaviors at certain points echo those of Chad. (No, they don’t take advantage of drunk women, but they are happy to look at explicit images of a woman who they know intended those images to be kept private). And without going into any detail, the conclusion of what happens with the guys and Chad is the kind of thing that’s meant to make the audience laugh and feel like justice has been served, but thinking about it for even a few seconds reveals that it’s hugely problematic and doesn’t actually do or fix anything. I think that this movie makes a classic mistake of thinking that the focus will be on what is happening to the villain rather than what the actions say about the protagonists. What the film clearly wanted me to find funny and cheer-worthy instead left me feeling pretty disgusted and uncomfortable, a feeling made worse by the fact that the movie is practically nudging you with its elbow in a pleased fashion.

And while this isn’t by any means the worst example of stage-to-film transformation pains, there are still several places where things like monologues paired with flashbacks feel like they haven’t made the leap between formats.

It’s fine, but doesn’t take its premise in any kind of meaningful direction.






Exposure, 2001

Gary (Ron Silver) is a photographer who specializes in erotic photography for magazines. One evening he discovers a woman, Elaine (Susan Pari), hiding in his boathouse. Gary gives Elaine a pep talk, some clothing, and then convinces her to take part in a sexy photoshoot. When Elaine’s photos prove popular with Gary’s boss, he lands her a magazine cover, something that enrages Elaine’s boss and boyfriend, Brad (Timothy Balme). But when Elaine is the victim of a horrible attack, Gary must figure out who has it out for them and where they might strike next.

This is not a good movie, but at least it gets some unintentional laughs out of its ludicrous finale.

I don’t know exactly why I had this movie on my watchlist. Sure, I recognize a few names in the cast, but . . . . huh.

Anyway, this film is totally baffling in that it’s too stupid and exploitative to be taken seriously as a crime thriller, and yet it’s far too timid to be a steamy erotic thriller.

The plot here is just all kinds of absurd. I can just barely buy that a woman who is trembling and naked in a shed at night would thirty minutes later agree to take her clothes off for a stranger to be photographed. But then it’s almost parody as Gary’s boss is so enchanted by the photos of Elaine that he puts her forward to be on a high-profile magazine cover. The plot also depends on us believing that women just naturally are drawn to and intimately trust Silver’s character. Now, he does manage to give off kind of a calm energy, but there’s a subplot about the wife (Alexandra Paul) of Gary’s boss finding Gary irresistible that doesn’t quite wash.

Such a plot might not seem so silly if it were just the framing device for a bunch of sexy content, but that’s not what happens here. Sure, we get two scenes of erotic photoshoots with Elaine, but that’s about it. And the movie is decidedly unsexy. Everyone looks sweaty. The color palette is muddy and muted.

There’s also the very strange element of a backstory involving Gary’s wife, a woman who was murdered because of Gary’s journalistic work. It’s not a terrible idea for something that would haunt a person, but it’s never developed at all. Gary should, in theory, be torn up that his work has now caused a ton of pain to women he cares about, but he seems merely moderately perturbed.

I did enjoy Elizabeth Hawthorne as the detective investigating the attack on Elaine and subsequent deadly events. It’s one element in the film that feels somewhat grounded.

Sadly, the only really memorable aspect of the film is the absolutely nuts last 10 minutes when everything is explained and WOO! It’s a doozy. Think of just about any absurd plot twist, and you’ve got what this film serves up: there are twins, religious mania, personality disorders, and all explained by a priest character who seemingly comes out of nowhere to appear in Gary’s backyard in the final act.

It’s not unwatchable, but certainly not recommended.






Schindler’s List, 1993

Oskar Schindler (Liam Neeson) is a German Nazi Party member and an industrialist who arrives in Poland during the Nazi occupation hoping to turn a nice profit. He establishes an enamelware factory, using local Jewish labor for workers. Unbeknownst to Schindler, his accountant Itzhak Stern (Ben Kingsley) is using the factory’s work passes to help keep various Jewish families classified as essential workers so that they will not be taken away. As the violence against the Jewish people escalates--in part under the supervision of sadistic lieutenant Amon Goeth (Ralph Fiennes)--Schindler comes to realize he has a moral duty to help.

Masterfully balancing small-scale and large-scale storytelling, this is a compelling and heart-wrenching watch.

Throughout the film I kept marveling at just how amazing it was that so many small, powerful moments were layered into a clear and coherent account of the events that took place over so many years. There is such a deft and delicate touch to the construction of this movie that it somehow feels like a thousand tiny stories strung together.

Oskar Schindler is a complicated, often-unlikable hero. He is an unrepentant womanizer who is willing to turn a blind eye to the suffering and cruelty around him until he is finally moved to act out of compassion. But even in his compassion, Schindler is not a straight-forward protagonist. For most of the movie, Schindler is happy to live his life of luxury, watching from a horseback ride as Jewish families are killed in the streets. While most of the women choose his company, there’s a scene where he forces a kiss on a visibly terrified Jewish woman (and then on a less-terrified looking Jewish child) that demonstrates the limits of his compassion and empathy. And so while he is never a fully redeemed man, Schindler nonetheless goes to extraordinary lengths to help the workers and families that he can. This warts-and-all portrayal of the character shows that someone can be flawed but still choose to act in a moral way, even against their own self-interest. His character arc---from being aware of injustice to feeling compelled to do something about it---is slow and realistic.

Fiennes’ Goeth is a perfect foil for Schindler’s character. Like Schindler, he is a complex man, but one whose arc bends toward cruelty. There’s a sequence in the film where Schindler tries to work a little reverse psychology on Goeth, telling him that kindness and mercy is the real way to show power. And for a short time, Goeth tries forgiveness on like a new pair of shoes. But the real heart of his character is that he truly doesn’t see other people as worthy, or even really as people. There’s a stunning pair of scenes, spaced a little ways apart, in which both men interact with Goeth’s Jewish maid, Helen (Embeth Davidtz). In the earlier scene, Schindler speaks with Helen, who slowly reveals the cruelties she has borne and witnessed, including Goeth shooting an elderly Jewish woman for fun. Leaning in toward a terrified Helen, Schindler offers her comfort. Later, a drunk Goeth comes down to Helen’s basement apartment. Circling her in dizzying fashion, he monologues as if she’s replying to him, convincing himself first that she wants him romantically, and then rejecting that idea because “you’re not even human.” Sexually frustrated and seemingly disgusted at his own lustful lack of self-control, Goeth takes out his anger by beating Helen and then dropping a shelf on her. Where Schindler reaches a breaking point where he cannot take any more cruelty, Goeth comes to rely on his ability to inflict harm as a way of affirming his self-worth and masculinity.

Between the twin orbiting stars of Schindler and Goeth are the numerous citizens of the Polish Jewish city. There are quite a few characters we follow through the film, and we easily understand that these stories are just the tip of the iceberg. While at first I was a bit overwhelmed, thinking that I had to keep track of so many characters, I soon came to understand that it wasn’t necessary to exactly follow each person, but rather to experience each moment with the characters.

There are many characters we see for only a few moments, but they make a huge impact. The most notorious, of course, is the girl in the red coat. Aside from the light of candles, it is the only color in the film. Schindler sees her in the street during the scouring of the ghetto, and then much much later in the film. She is on screen for perhaps only a minute in total, but it is a powerful minute. Likewise out brief look at a doctor and a nurse who, realizing that their patients will be cruelly executed by the Nazi soldiers, gently and systematically perform euthanasia via a drugged drink. It is an act of compassion but also defiance, and meaningfully the camera cuts away before we can see what happens to the doctor and nurse at the hands of the soldiers. In another standout moment, a woman who is working as a foreperson on a construction project tells Goeth that the foundation must be repoured because it is not safe. Goeth orders her executed in front of the workforce for daring to speak up to him . . . then tells his men to re-pour the foundation.

But there is also room in this film for people we see again and again, often in glimpses, but enough to follow their stories. One woman begs Schindler to save her parents, which he later does. Through the film we track the progress of her parents, sometimes just a glimpse of them making it through a barrier or onto a train because they are on the list. Helen’s story is particularly harrowing, as she must maintain a smile and just the right notes of compliance as she lives in the lion’s den. We also follow two children, friends, as they struggle to stay alive.

Just describing the film makes it sound overwhelming, but Spielberg’s direction is truly excellent. He knows just how to alternate between the long stories of Schindler and Goeth, then give us a little character moment with one of the victims of the Nazi persecution. There is a constant sense of zooming in and zooming out---aided by low-key on-screen text to give important historical context---so that we stay immersed in the individual stories and keep an eye on the big picture.

I also think that the film walks just the right line when it comes to what is portrayed on screen in terms of the violence and psychological trauma being inflicted on the Jewish people. There are spontaneous cruelties, such as summary executions of people for minor or no reasons. And then there are the longer cruelties, such as prolonged separations of families or people like Helen who live every day in fear. So many of the Jewish people must make themselves useful to the Nazis---or Nazi-adjacent people like Schindler--so that they can survive, and yet this constantly forces them to confront the atrocities taking place around them. A jeweler is valuing watches and rings, when he is suddenly given a pile of teeth. People must spend their days carting, burying, or exhuming the dead bodies of victims. We witness violence in graphic detail, but we also see the psychological torture of their situation. In one heart-stopping scene, a group of families are separated into men, women, and children, and horrified mothers run screaming as their children are carted off in trucks, waving and smiling and completely ignorant to whatever awaits them.

I had few complaints here. One thing that I wish the movie had been more upfront about was the way that the creation of the list did not come from an entirely pure place. The main accountant who made the list was known to take bribes, and the film skips over this uncomfortable truth. That said, I understand why the change was made because of the way that Stern’s character was used as a way to goad Schindler into more moral action.

A really stunning film, and still very necessary.




Close Encounters is the Spielberg that is most like a kindred spirit to me. And you can't overlook the seismic cultural impact of Jaws. But, wow, Schindler's List still needs to be considered as the best things he's done. It's an incredible film.



Wow, first time?
Yeah. Quite the experience. Lots of crying.

Close Encounters is the Spielberg that is most like a kindred spirit to me. And you can't overlook the seismic cultural impact of Jaws. But, wow, Schindler's List still needs to be considered as the best things he's done. It's an incredible film.
Sci-fi/thrillers/horror are my personal wheelhouse, but some movies are just so good that they blow past any genre preferences or even general sensibilities about stories and techniques. I'm slightly in awe, honestly.



Yeah. Quite the experience. Lots of crying.
Every time I see that film, I can't help but cry. Lots of times, but this is the scene that always gets me...

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It's such a terrible moment, not only for what it depicts but for how Spielberg shoots it. I mean, you get this kid desperately trying to hide in numerous places, unsuccessfully. So when you see him drop his little hat in the latrine before jumping in himself, you can't help but think "Wow, the things that people had to do to try to escape these horrors"... and then Spielberg hits you with the fact that he's not even the first one to jump. Ugh.



And also what comes before it, namely
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other children having to shoo him away because they have already taken their hiding spaces. Imagine having to live knowing you'd doomed another child to death. Even if you'd do it again to survive, it's still an unfathomable weight to put on a child.


Something I think looms large in this film is the influence of Night and Fog. It's a brilliant use of small and large scope.



I guess I'm the only person who likes Wolfen then.
Not in the same league as the great werewolf movies, but I think it's worth watching.
There's a Polish werewolf movie in the All the Haunts Be Ours collection, Wilczyca, that I'm curious about, but have not seen.

Yeah, I'm responding to a topic from a few days ago.



Schindler's List is great, but I really need to rewatch it soon. Also, unlike some people, I don't have an issue with the sentimentality in the ending.
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I may watch a bunch of these this October, along with the Blind dead films from Spain, to see how bad. I’ll be sure to mix in some older J Horror (Goke, Genocide, The Living Skeleton, The H Man). And some of Corman’s Poe adaptations.

What am I doing to myself?



I guess I'm the only person who likes Wolfen then.
Not in the same league as the great werewolf movies, but I think it's worth watching.
There's a Polish werewolf movie in the All the Haunts Be Ours collection, Wilczyca, that I'm curious about, but have not seen.

Yeah, I'm responding to a topic from a few days ago.
Wolfen never seems to pop up on streaming services I have, and nothing I hear about it has made me stoked to seek it out or pay for it.

Wilczyca is on my Shudder watchlist. Will tonight be the night?!?!?!?! (Probably not, I'm on a Project Runway binge).

Schindler's List is great, but I really need to rewatch it soon. Also, unlike some people, I don't have an issue with the sentimentality in the ending.
Do you mean the closing sequence with the actors and the survivors? I really liked it. In fact, I think it's kind of an essential reminder for people that (1) these are real stories and (2) this "history" is not that long ago.