There comes a point when watching all the best horror movies where I feel compelled to go back to a simpler time. I want to go back to the days when someone went to a movie theater and ran in terror because they saw a train coming at them on the screen. I'm talking about the origins of the horror genre, specifically the Universal Monsters.
I embarked on this journey last year with high expectations, believing that the fact that these creatures have endured the test of time meant the movies they inspired were truly amazing. Hell, there were even glowing Rotten Tomatoes scores to back it up, but I soon found myself disappointed. All this is to say, I watched The Wolf Man expecting to be disappointed, but it actually flew in the face of all I knew about Universal monster movies before this.
