Werewolf Winter: An American Werewolf in Paris (1997)

An American Werewolf in Paris is essentially the film equivalent of a Candwich.

A Candwich at first glance may resemble what you actually want (a decent sandwich) but when you open up it's bizarre packaging you soon you discover a horror of hot dog buns and processed awful that in no way resembles what it is trying to emulate. That, my friends, is this "film." I have seen a lot of movies this Werewolf Winter. Some have been shockingly good, some have been laughably terrible. But no movie thus far has made me feel actually offended at its existence like An American Werewolf in Paris.

Werewolf Winter: Bad Moon (1996)

Have you ever sat down to watch a live-action kids' film (like, say, Disney's Air Bud) only to wish that it was more R-rated? Or have you ever watched a gory horror film and just hoped beyond hope that someone would spend a lot of time focusing on the relationship between a child and his family's dog? No? Neither of those? Well someone clearly thought there was a market out there for such an INSANE meshing of tone and theme; that is the only explanation possible for Bad Moon.

Werewolf Winter: Full Eclipse (1993)

When I was near the end of my summer vampire movie countdown, I mentioned over and over again that original and unique ideas went a long way when it came to me liking a movie. Adding interesting genre twists is clearly so much better than repeating the same old tired story of Dracula. But... are there some ideas so stupid that they break this rule? Are there some ideas so god-awfully ridiculous that they never should have made it past the pitch room? Yes, and the proof is the movie Full Eclipse.