So my journey through the Howling franchise continues and after revisiting the original, and enjoying it, the sequel was a step down, like way down. Howling 2: My Sisters a Werewolf as it’s called starts out with a flashback scene to the ending of the original that is so horribly done it almost drags the first film down with it. But before I go down the rabbit hole of problems I had with this movie let me touch on the very few redeeming qualities it does have. (This won’t take long)

Yes that’s right, it has Sybil Danning in it, who, for reasons I’ll get to in a minute, is usually dressed in very provocative outfits, even a straight up bondage suit at one point. Another “positive” of the movie is the casting of Christopher Lee, a legend to the horror genre! Lee’s presence in this film gives it a small ounce of credibility, unfortunately it’s not enough to save it from it’s overwhelming B-Movie garbage.

As I mentioned before Sybil Danning walks around half naked in this film, I’m not complaining, and the movie gives a vague reason for this, a “Love-Moon”. Apparently not all full moons turn Werewolf’s into human eating wolf’s, no, the love-moon turns them into horny little bastards! This doesn’t really explain why Sybil is dressed in a dominatrix leather bondage outfit by the end of the film. It does explain the Werewolf three-some we see in the second act. It might even explain the giant Werewolf orgy we see in the third act. But love-moon or not, you’re still left with the sense of “What the f*** am I watching”! At one point we even see the good guys shoot some kind of mystic magic laser beam. And the visual effects are a mix of bad claymation and garage budget CGI. It’s really bad! And to add insult to injury, the director thought it be a good idea to loop a scene, where Sybil rips open her top exposing her breast, over and over again as the end credits role. Which, now that I think about it, might be the highlight of the film.

SCORE: 3 OUT OF 10