Two movies. One good, one lousy. (I bet you can guess which is which.) Anyway, it took me a moment but I realized that both films share the same strong thriller premise: An intended murder victim becomes wrongfully accused of the killing meant to take out her or him. The price of the twist is that the protagonist loses all agency in the Third Act and has to be rescued by the love interest. But I might be the only who cares about that.
For the last couple of months, my alter ego, a fantasy writer named A.R. Callenish, has been nagging at me: "Werewolf story!" No further explanation given and not so much as a hint for how to proceed to carry out this bizarre order. "Do something about a werewolf! Do it! Do it! Do it!" Over and over again. Well, I think I've finally found an interesting take for a werewolf novel. I find it interesting, anyway. The picture is a hint so that I won't be accused of being crueler to you than A.R. Callenish is to me.
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