Paul Naschy, who was such a mainstay in Spanish horror - he was their answer to Cushing, Chaney Jr and Lee - made a name for himself as Valdimar Daninsky, probably the unluckiest man in the world. Although Daninsky's backstory often changed with each film, he was forever cursed with lycanthropy. His wolfine look didn't qiote manage the consistency or smoothness Jack Peirce gave Lon Chaney Jr throughout the forties, and the transformations are always lacklustre.
Yet Naschy, who wrote and directed most of his werewolf films, had much in the way of enthusiasm for the genre, and for writing his Daninsky's success with ladies!
Naschy gives very earnest performances (understandable, given his characters and their chilling affiliations) but this robs Daninsky of much in the way of personality. His films are very often dubbed, so that must take some of the blame. For enthusiasm and commitment to the genre, it's hard to fault productions like this. That they remain unpolished and contradictory can either bring ridicule or a further charm, whichever appeals to the viewer.
Yet Naschy, who wrote and directed most of his werewolf films, had much in the way of enthusiasm for the genre, and for writing his Daninsky's success with ladies!
Naschy gives very earnest performances (understandable, given his characters and their chilling affiliations) but this robs Daninsky of much in the way of personality. His films are very often dubbed, so that must take some of the blame. For enthusiasm and commitment to the genre, it's hard to fault productions like this. That they remain unpolished and contradictory can either bring ridicule or a further charm, whichever appeals to the viewer.