This is a decent fifties horror movie. Its selling point today is that Michael Landon appeared in it. He plays your basic delinquent and parent's nightmare (that is if they had a daughter). He is under the gun because he has a hair-trigger temper and has been getting into fights his whole life. He finally seeks help when he beats up a guy at a party; the guy just startled him with a trumpet. Unfortunately, of all the counselor he could have gone to, he picks a nut who wants to send people back to their primitive selves, to release the id so so speak. Of course, Landon becomes a werewolf and the rest is pretty clichéd. The special effects are right out of all the Universal wolf man movies. He is a sad victim who only wanted to change. Unfortunately, what he changed into was a werewolf.
Review of I Was a Teenage Werewolf
