The Company of Wolves (1984)

I recently discovered this strange, moody, beautiful fantasy movie by Neil Jordan, based on a short story by Angela Carter (she also wrote the screenplay). The story itself is a frame narrative, with stories within stories, all somehow touching on the themes of transformation, maturity, isolation, magic, and of course, werewolves.

I particularly like the dreamlike scene where Rosaleen, wearing her red riding hood, climbs a tree and paints her lips red, then peers into the stork’s nest and watches the eggs hatch into babies (!!!). Rosaleen’s actress, Sarah Patterson, was only a teenager at the time but is remarkable onscreen. She had wonderful chemistry with her co-star, the Huntsman (played by Micha Bergese, who appears to have gone on to a career choreographing aerial dance shows), who of course ends up being the werewolf who destroys Rosaleen’s granny, then transforms Rosaleen herself into a wolf.

I hope more Dopers have enjoyed this movie!

I just watched this again not too long ago. Red Riding Hood with werewolves! I love Granny’s often bizarre advice about men and wolves, which turns out to be so helpful to Rosaleen when she meets the two in one.

I watched this from Netflix, bizarrely, in just the last week. Hell, if you got it from Netflix, it might’ve gone from my house, to the warehouse, to yours.

I liked much of it, but there were some odd off-putting choices in parts. In one of the earliest segments I remember particularly thinking that the misty forest and cheesy suspenseful music reminded me of nothing so much as a Tales From the Darkside episode. The ‘ending’, also, didn’t do much for me. Most of the movie I did enjoy - and hey, Terence Stamp as the devil!

That’s the one with Angela Lansbury, right? I saw it when I was a (young) teenager, not long after it came out, and still kind of remember it.

Yes, that’s it. Lansbury plays Granny.

After seeing the movie, I got Carter’s *The Bloody Chamber *from the library – it’s great! I’m in love with her extravagant, somewhat archaic prose.

Saw the trailers, liked the look of the effects, found the film to be totally dreadful.

Apparently it was an extended metaphor for girls having their first period or somesuch.

When the movie first came out, they advertised it was a straight-up werewolf movie (there was a run of werewolf movies in the early eighties following the success of An American Werewolf in London and The Howling). So I went to see it expecting a fairly normal horror movie and my reaction was WTF?

A few years later I saw it again on video and this time I was able to appreciate it for what it really was - a metaphor about adolescence.