An American Werewolf in Paris (1997)

An American Werewolf in Paris
Director: Anthony Waller
Writer: Tim Burns, Tom Stern, Anthony Waller
Based on: An American Werewolf in London
Cast: Tom Everett Scott, Julie Delpy, Vince Vieluf, Phil Buckman, Julie Bowen, Pierre Cosso

Andy (Tom Everett Scott), Brad (Vince Vieluf) and Chris (Phil Buckman) are on holidays in Paris, but with a special twist: they are collecting daredeveil points for certain stunts they pull. That’s also how they end up on the Eiffel tower after closing hour and become witness to Serafine (Julie Delpy) trying to kill herself. But Andy saves her and becomes completely obsessed with her. But there is more to Serafine than meets the eye and soon the guys find themselves daring more than they thought.

Unfortunately An American Werewolf in Paris lacks all the bittersweet charm of An American Werewolf in London. Instead it’s dumb, slightly misogynistic and extremely boring. I guess it falls in the category of movies best forgotten.


I already had the first misgiving the first time we meet our protagonists: they sit on a train and a beautiful, not particularly covered up woman walks by. Two of the three guys immediately start drooling and sexualising her, while the third one, our main hero discards her with a healthy dose of slut shaming. And then it continues on with the character of Serfaine who is basically a Manic Pixie Dream Girl, only it isn’t her bubbly personality (which she doesn’t have) that enchants our hero, but her general specialness and werewolfitude. Ugh. She’s not a character, she’s just an idealization.

But even if the film hadn’t been so extremely dismissive of its female characters and even if Andy hadn’t continuously made really big decisions for Serafine and ignoring her wishes when she got to state them all, it would have still been dumb.


In fact, to quote my notes:

– dumb as fuck
– so, so, so dumb
– no seriously, it’s dumb

Nothing makes sense, not even moderately. I don’t expect a whole lot of brain in my schlocky werewolf movies, but a little bit really doesn’t hurt. This film totally fails.

And it even somehow manages to have the worse special effects than An American Werewolf in London, despite being 15 years old. And that is just sad.


Summarising: better not.

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