The movie opens with a crusading
knight tracking down a coven of witches. After killing off the
knight that is protecting them he puts the leader of the coven to the
fire after she watches him hang all of her followers. As the fire
consumes her she curses the knight telling him that one of his descendants
will kill one of her descendants and then there will be hell to pay!
Flash forward to the modern day and sure enough the knight’s descendants,
Waldemar, kills a gypsy while tracking a wild beast. It isn’t
explained if the gypsy was a werewolf, but it doesn’t really matter.
After one of the gypsy women has sex with a demon she goes to him and
curses Waldemar after seducing him. From that point on Waldemar
turns into a beast (werewolf) on the full moon and kills. Sure
enough right about then he meets the woman of his dreams and during
the rest of the movie picks her family off one at a time until she figures
out his curse and “cures” him of it. Of course the only cure
is a silver dagger thru his heart, which also kills him.
Let me start off with admitting
that I’m a huge fan of the Paul Naschy horror films. Most of
these movies are very similar and predictable, but I have to ask if
that is really a bad thing? You always know what you are getting
when you sit down to watch one of these movies and for the most part
they always deliver the goods. This one is no different.
The story starts off slowly, but builds up steam as it goes. The
plot is paper-thin and only serves to get Naschy back in his werewolf
makeup. The movie delivers plenty of Euro sleaze in the form of
demon sex, a love triangle between Naschy’s character and two hot
sisters, and lots of female nudity! How can you not enjoy a movie
that delivers a line like “I came here a virgin and don’t intend
to leave that way”? Throw in a random axe-wielding psycho and
you have a movie damn it! Now the ending is predictable and given
away pretty early on when the “legend” of the werewolf’s true
love killing it with a silver dagger to the heart is revealed.
But then all of these Naschy werewolf movies end that way.
The cast isn’t asked to do
much. Paul Naschy has to carry most of the movie as it’s star
and he does a decent job, both in and out of makeup. The women
of the cast aren’t asked to do much other than get naked early and
often, which they do. The rest of the supporting cast is guilty
of some overacting, but then this is a Spanish horror movie about a
werewolf, so is “realistic” acting really called for? I think
not. So in the end the cast does exactly what they need to do
to serve the script and story. Can’t ask for much more than
that.
The special effects in this
movie are “old school” in the vein of the Universal Wolfman movies.
It is basically Naschy in a mask with appliances on his hands and feet.
If this sort of wolfman look annoys you then you aren’t going to like
any of the Naschy films. But as a fan of the old stuff this doesn’t
bother me at all. The rest of the movie looks and sounds great.
Naschy cranked tons of these horror movies out in the late 60s and 70s
and the man knew what he was doing. So in spite of some budget
limitations the movies always look very professional and polished.
I’ve come to the conclusion
that either you like these movies or they bore you to death. I’m
a big fan of these flicks, as I’ve stated, and I consider this one
to be another worthy addition to my collection of Naschy movies.
So if are interested in a little bit of sleaze with you werewolves then
Curse of the Devil might be the movie for you.
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-John “El Juan” Shatzer