Dir: Lowell Dean
Written By: Lowell Dean, Bannister Bergen
Starring: Leo Fafard, Jonathan Cherry, Sarah Lind, Amy Matysio
UK release: Frightfest 2014 and out on DVD now
It’s exactly what it sounds like – a police officer turns into a werewolf, fights crime and uncovers a whole heap of wrongdoing in a quiet, Canadian town.
Wolfcop – both the man, and the film – is exactly what one might expect, a werewolf police officer who solves crimes and drinks too much and runs riot with all the chicks in an otherwise run of the mill Canadian mountain town. If that doesn’t sound like your kind of film, well, then you should probably avoid Zombeavers, too while you’re at it.
The superb Leo Fafard is Lou, a grumpy, alcoholic police officer bored with his life and literally drinking from the moment he wakes up until his head hits the pillow once again. Everything changes when, as a result of a mysterious ritual, he is reborn a werewolf. Suddenly he cares, not just about himself but the welfare of the town and makes it his mission to save its inhabitants from further evildoing.
Wolfcop shares many similarities with the sadly short-lived, but hilarious, Canadian horror TV show Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil. The Satanists are presented in much the same way – though, sadly, the hapless Atticus isn’t in charge of them – and the humour is so tongue-in-cheek, the appendage might as well be poking out of each character’s face.
The charm of the film is thanks, mostly, to Fafard who somehow manages to make the hideous, messy character of Lou a hero and a man whom we can really get behind. He also takes part in one of the weirdest sex scenes in cinema history, and gives us a good shot of his (sizeable) wolf dick, too. His is a physical role, by all accounts, but he takes to it well, effortlessly stealing each scene.
Considering Wolfop is as blatantly silly as it is, the transformation sequence is awe-inspiring. Lou’s body contorts and splits and jerks and spasms, all while the camera glides over it, never once pulling away in an effort to convince us it’s not worth seeing. It probably goes without saying, but Wolfcop tends to show rather than tell, and is all the better for it.
Gut-wrenching violence is perfectly executed onscreen thanks to some awesome effects work that makes the gore – particularly during Lou’s transformation – so three-dimensional, you almost want to reach out and lick it. Almost. Director/writer Lowell Dean has but a few indie credits to his name, making Wolfcop all the more surprising an entry into the low-budget, tongue-in-cheek creature feature sub-subgenre. The clever, canny script, on which he collaborated with the brilliantly-named Bannister Bergen, encourages repeat viewings, just so certain lines can be endlessly quoted with friends.
Wolfcop is definitely a party film, but its heart is in the right place and, although troubled Lou doesn’t quite find love, his bromance with Willie (played by Jonathan Cherry, whose past credits include Final Destination 2 and the infamous Uwe Boll-helmed House Of The Dead adaptation) is strangely sweet, given the situation the two find themselves in. Without it, Wolfcop might have felt a bit heartless, but Willie rounds out Lou’s character, he gives him a kind-of conscience in a way.
Much like Zombeavers, which also enjoyed the perfect late-night spot at Frightfest, Wolfcop is a love-it-or-hate-it kind of film. Just reading the title, you should know whether or not it’s for you. The marketing team for the flick outdid themselves, giving free mints, T-shirts, posters, and everything in between at the ‘fest, and their postcards were even handed out during the Sleepy Queue back in June. But, funnily enough, the promotion wasn’t entirely necessary (although we all appreciate some free swag) because the film stands on its own.
Wolfcop more than succeeds as a comedy/horror/spoof/creature feature hybrid. Funny, gory and with an assured central performance from Leo Fafard, it is destined to achieve cult status. Seek it now or forever live your life without wolf dick.