The most memorable scene has to be the abrupt cut to the credits and then blasting the "Blue Moon" song by the Marcels. While the effects are brilliant and steal most of the show, there is not much in the way of actual werewolf cinematography, as you get split-second glimpses of it from afar or extremely close up, and only towards the end. When you look at the film as a whole, it is amusing yes, but the word-of-mouth surrounding the film seems to be more enigmatic than the experience of watching it. The comedy is dark and sprinkled throughout, but not strong enough to garner a real laugh, and the horror is well executed, but not atmospheric or moody enough to give you a feeling of uneasiness, the closest it gets being the beginning in the moors.
Review of An American Werewolf in London
