Review | Wolf Man movie review: Leigh Whannell’s reboot of 1941 horror is more boring than scary
A reboot, Leigh Whannell’s Wolf Man is momentarily intriguing – but a shallow story and zero thrills makes this film all bark and no bite
2/5 stars
“It’s not hard to die. It’s the easiest thing in the world,” suggests a hunter in the Oregon woods at the beginning of Leigh Whannell’s disappointing Wolf Man.
The year is 1995, and a hiker has gone missing in the western US state. According to local legend, this rambler got “hills fever” or the “face of the wolf”.
After a near-encounter in the woods we cut to 30 years later, and Blake (Christopher Abbott, Possessor), the son of the gun-wielding wilderness man, lives in a city with his journalist wife, Charlotte (Julia Garner), and daughter, Ginger (Matilda Firth).
His obsessed father went looking for the hiker, never to return, and has now finally been declared dead by the authorities.
With his marriage ever-so-slightly crumbling, Blake suggests to Charlotte that they spend the summer in Oregon with Ginger while he clears out his father’s old cabin.
