The flick itself is almost preposterously bad. A town that apparently houses a coven? pack? of werewolves, and doesn't mind if the occasional hunter or two get massacred by one of the gang. Police investigation? Next of kin inquiries? What's that?

So five-foot-none Casper Van Dien and his wife (Jennifer Wenger) roll into town with their loyal dog to -- naturally -- "reconnect" out in the boonies. Seems Casper is a hot-head and enjoys confrontation. Then he's bitten by a werewolf, turns into one, and hijinks ensue. The only semi-interesting twist is that the dog -- a canine -- turns into a PERSON when the moon rises, although not, sadly, endowed with the gift of speech. Just wait til he tries licking his own genitals...

So why bother watching, let alone reviewing, such a (pun alert) dog of a movie? Jennifer Wenger is smoking hot, that's why. No wonder comic book artists use her as a model for Wonder Woman. She's serviceable as an actress, but hot as hell!

The writing sucks, Casper van Dien couldn't act his way out of a wet paper bag - and this isn't even one of those horror movies that's so bad it's funny, it's just bad. Verdict: Ninety minutes of your life you'll never get back.

I really really liked this movie but then again I'm really into werewolf movies, vampire movies, witch movies, etc. I pretty much like them all because even before movies and television it makes me wonder where did these legends, ideas of any of these types of things originate? There is absolutely no proof that they are not real or that they are real. I'm personally inclined to think they are or were real. That's why I watch as many of these types of movies and t.v. shows as I can. To me this might be one of the better ones because they are out in the middle of nowhere. I really really liked it and recommend it. To each their own though.