I like WEREWOLF OF LONDON. I just don't love it. It's dramatic and atmospheric once the doctor FINALLY becomes wolfy. Dark streets, fog, a sadness as he realizes what must, and must not, be done. But the first half of the story is slow. Science, premise, talk, more talk. Grow some hair already. Start howling! Mr. Henry Hull, of Louisville, KY, delivers an entertaining caricature of a biologist who risks everything for research, and pays the price. Warner Oland, (of Sweden?) and Spring Byington offer sturdy support. The story is...well, you know the story!
Six years later, the same studio would release the werewolf adventure to which all others must compare. George Waggner's THE WOLFMAN takes off like a rocket and never lets up. No tedious plot development here. Characters are drawn, conflict established, and excitement introduced in no time. It's efficiently formatted, and a thrilling little carnival ride. Henry Hull and his impressive sideburns are credible entertainment. But they're surely shorn by Larry Talbot's Salon!
Once The Louisville Lycanthrope took the fatal bullet, I switched to The Weird Public Access Channel and watched something called HORROR HOTEL. Shockingly low budget (and worn print), black and white, kind of a patchwork look to it. But I was impressed. Christopher Lee in a creepy, gothic story of witches, devil worship and persecution. I only saw half of it, and can't judge the continuity. But the atmosphere is effective. I wouldn't mind checking into HORROR HOTEL. Sorry!