gorepump This is another one of those I can't understand being labeled a "Video Nasty", though I think many would concur that the VN list doesn't make any f*cking sense anyway. So apart from that discomfiting detail, "The Werewolf and the Yeti" (aka. Night of the Howling Beast) is a relatively disjointed cluster-f*ck 'exploitation' flick among a series of related Spanish werewolf films that I have not seen...A couple of yeti-hunting explorers are attacked by a vicious, furry creature in the mountains of Tibet so a party heads out to look for them. One of the guys from earlier is seen trudging through the snow and stumbles across a pair of cave-dwelling cannibal-vampire-wolf-nymphs who get freaky and bite him - thus, transforming him into a lycanthrope during a full moon... The search party is eventually ambushed by a gang of bandits who like torturing people, so by the end there's a big-ass showdown between the surviving explorers and the bandits and "the wolfman" and a yeti...I guess my main gripe with this one is that it just looks sh*tty. Terrible day-for-night shots and werewolf transformations that cheaply mimic the primitive effects utilized in the 1941 Lon Chaney Jr. classic as well as subsequent 'wolfy' films (stationary shot as they stick fur to a guy's face and fade between 'em). There's a little bit of nudity but not nearly enough to matter all that much and the gore was weak. Plus, there was just too much going on here and it kinda lost me at times. They should've just focused more on the werewolf/yeti and those cave-sluts. That would've kept my ass entertained. In all, this one is just forgettable.More of my reviews @ http://swinesewage.blogspot.com/

Red-Barracuda In this Spanish horror movie a group of scientists travel to Tibet to try and track down the Yeti. While there one of their team is infected with lycanthropy and periodically turns into a werewolf.This is my first exposure to the Spanish horror icon Paul Naschy, who stars in the lead role here. Seemingly Naschy made many similar films in a long career. On this basis, his back catalogue could do with further investigation. Despite being a low budget affair, The Werewolf and the Yeti throws a lot of ideas at us and certainly tries to entertain. Aside from the two title monsters there are a pair of cannibal vampire cave-girls, a wicked sorceress and a gang of violent bandits. Sadly, while the werewolf has a prominent part to play in proceedings as he goes round killing bad guys, the Yeti only appears at the beginning and the end. The snowy locations and sets are very nice too and add to the overall atmosphere.This film's main claim to fame has to be its inclusion on the Video Nasty list. It was even one of the titles that remained on the DPP's hit-list right until the very end and so has an added notoriety. However, it really is quite difficult to work out why this should be, as despite some gory moments this is hardly a shocking film. The skinning sequence is probably the most obviously infamous but it's not particularly graphic. Rather than being nasty, this is more of a silly and schlocky film. It should interest werewolf film fanatics and should also offer something to those who enjoy the racier Euro variants on the Hammer horrors.

Witchfinder General 666 While most of the 'Waldemar Daninsky'/'Hombre Lobo' Werewolf flicks starring the great late Spanish Horror legend Paul Naschy cannot really be described as masterpieces, they are all entertaining and have a certain inimitable charm that can only be found in Naschy flicks. Being an enthusiastic Naschy-fan, I must say that "La Maldición De La Bestia" aka. "The Werewolf and the Yeti" (1975) is doubtlessly the most ludicrous and preposterous, and sadly also the least entertaining of the 'Hombre Lobo' flicks that I've seen; and yet it is immensely entertaining and definitely worth watching for my fellow fans of the man.Usually, Waldemar Daninsky (who recovers from Werewolf-curses and, often, death with every passing film) is turned into a Werewolf by an ancient family curse, or by an unlucky coincidence. In this film, Paul Naschy's most famous character is an adventurer and scientist, who joins an expedition to the Himalayas, in the course of which his colleague's sexy young daughter falls in love with him (of course). He then becomes a werewolf after being held in a Himalayan cave by two sex-hungry and cannibalistic pagan priestesses... "The Werewolf and the Yeti" is highly camp and cheesy (also in comparison to the other "Hombre-Lobo" flick, all of which have a delightful camp factor), and occasionally extremely illogical and confused. In about 90 minutes, the film includes cannibal priestesses, the Werewolf, demonic witch doctors and an insane Himalayan warlord who wants to be Fu Manchu, as well as a Yeti (with minimal screen-time). The first half is pretty tiresome, but the film catches up in the second half with tons of sleaze, gore and genuine nastiness as well as camp fun. The landscapes look as Himalayan as Barcelona, and the whole thing makes little sense, but that does in no way lessen the fun. Paul Naschy is charismatic as always and the female cast members are entirely hot.Since the film has little to no real suspense or creepiness it is easily the least interesting of Naschy's 'Hombre Lobo' films, but it is nonetheless highly entertaining. The fact that this impossible-to-be-taken-seriously piece of camp fun was on the UK's infamous Video Nasty list of banned films once again shows the idiocy of film censors. Definitely no must-see, but warmly recommended to my fellow Paul Naschy fans.

Woodyanders This fabulously flipped-out fright feature is the eighth and most outrageous in Paul Naschy's ongoing Waldermar Daninsky werewolf horror series. The picture begins on a solid note with a rousing pre-credits yeti attack sequence. Naschy, as sullen and brooding as ever, joins an expedition in Tibet to search for the legendary reclusive beastman. Naschy gets lost during a storm, stumbles across a cave were two beauteous libidinous cannibalistic bisexual sorceress babes resides, has sex with the chicks, and snuffs them both out (but only after one honey gives him a bite that plants a werewolf curse on poor long-suffering Paul). Pretty soon Naschy's getting all hairy and homicidal whenever the moon becomes full, killing expedition members and brutish highway bandits alike with grisly abandon. Naschy meets a wise, friendly monk who promises to remove the curse if Paul does a little favor for him first: Naschy has to dispose of a wicked warlord and the warlord's especially nasty hench wench, who's a malicious bitch who gets her warped jollies out of skinning lovely young lasses alive! Just when you think the movie can't get any loonier, the abominable snowman makes a belated appearance in the action-packed last reel. The yeti abducts Naschy's lady love. Paul in furry werewolf guise and his equally hirsute foe then engage in a ferocious claw-to-claw, thingo-a-thingo, fists-and-fur-a-flyin' physical confrontation in the simply stupendous grand finale. Director Miguel Iglesias Bonns treats all the silly supernatural shenanigans with gut-busting seriousness. Naschy's convoluted, insanely overplotted script doesn't make a lick of sense, thus adding substantially to the overall campy fun. However, the lack of narrative coherence is more than made up for by the generous sprinkling of lurid sex and gratuitous nudity, copious gory bloodshed, wall-to-wall mondo freako action, lovably crummy transformation f/x, handsome scope cinematography, and a quick cameo by the ubiquitous Victor Israel, the Mr. Cellophane of Spanish horror cinema, as a scruffy mountain trail guide. A total rib-bruising riot.