Wer is an odd duck. It seems to have torn itself directly from the pages of a 14th-century woodcut print rather than anything that we would recognize as "werewolf".
|This one, to be exact.|
|Because this guy CAN'T have eaten tourists... because they're tasty.|
|Yeah, that's it. Give us your snark face. You'll regret it.|
And by "attack", I mean tearing loose from his restraints, killing the doctors and nurses all messy-like and fleeing into the street. We catch a glimpse of an almost transformation when the cops corner him into an abandoned buliding where he proceeds to feed them their own entrails and gnaw off their fucking faces then jumps out of an eighth-story window and lands on his goddamn feet whereupon he starts running again at speeds faster than 60 miles per hour... on all fours.
|Dude, I know dogs hate baths but damn, seriously? Hygiene is your fucking friend.|
|To protect your fragile minds... GUMMY BEARS!|
Make up your own mind, really. It was good but not as good as it could have been. There's a lot of found footage to this one, too, which I was not really appreciative of although, to be fair, that wasn't a large part of the movie so I'm willing to forgive (SO MANY LINKS! IS TOO MANY! IS TOO MUCH!).
|Plus, there was this and I'm down with it.|
Because I'm THAT kind of horror nerd.