It was directed by Freddie Francis who helmed quite a lot of British genre films in the 60’s and 70’s including the impressive Amicus horror omnibus movie Tales from the Crypt (1972), although he is probably most famous now as a fantastic cinematographer who shot many great films including classics such as The Straight Story (1999). Legend of the Werewolf is a film made very much in the style of a Hammer movie, with its period setting and traditional horror monster, as well as the presence of genre legend Peter Cushing. But it turns out it was made by an obscure British production company called Tyburn, who it appears were a lower budget competitor and whose small output has ensured that they are all but forgotten now compared to other more successful smaller studios like Amicus and the very similarly named Tygon.
Set in 19th century France, a young orphaned boy is raised by wolves in a forest. A travelling carnival discovers him one day and takes him under their wing. Once an adult he relocates to a town and it’s here that his lycanthropy really kicks in and needless to say, a series of unexplained violent murders ensue in the vicinity.
The fate of Tyburn, and this movie, probably wasn’t helped by them coming in at the tail end of the popularity of the costume horror cycle. By 1975 this sub-genre had waned in popularity and the main draws in the genre were contemporary-set films featuring the occult, deranged psychopaths andÂ…giant sharks. So this one is more a throwback to an older style of horror and probably suffered at the box office as a consequence. It benefits from the presence of the always reliable Cushing as a coroner/amateur sleuth and Ron Moody as a shady zoo-keeper. But in truth this is a fairly middling effort overall. Nothing really wrong with that though, as most of Hammer’s horror output were solid efforts rather than great on account of this particular sub-genre suffering from a certain predictability and cosiness. However, also like those films, this one is still a decent effort. The period detail serves it well now, in that it gives it a certain timelessness, although the obvious low budget renders the ‘Paris’ of this film to appear as if it is no more than a small village. From a werewolf film perspective its business as usual really and like several films of this type, it’s not until near the end before we finally see the werewolf in all his glory. There’s nothing especially new here overall but I would say this is an essential item for werewolf film completists at the very least and it does have a definite extra interest value on account of its Tyburn origins.
