Time Out says
True, it lacks any innovative generic twists, and the ‘werewolves in Hollywood’ angle about which Craven enthused is conspicuously absent. Even so, the relationship between Christina Ricci and Jesse Eisenberg’s werewolf-infected brother and sister has a wry, knowing feel, and there are some fun scenes in which they try to come to terms with their burgeoning bestiality and lust for blood. Craven also wrings some suspense out of the siblings’ attempts to discover which of their friends also bears ‘the mark of the devil’.
On the other hand, Dimension toned down Craven’s preferred cut to secure a PG-13 rating; there are way too many scenes in which obviously disposable ‘bimbo’ females are slaughtered; and the computer-generated transformation sequences are neither scary nor convincing – especially compared to Rick Baker’s vintage work on ‘An American Werewolf in London’ (1971). Worst of all, the over-stretched finale, in a wax museum-themed club featuring a mirror maze and sundry horror icons, is a cheesy, yawn-inducing mess.
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