Lou Garou (Leo Fafard) is a cop in the small town of Woodhaven, but also an alcoholic and a werewolf. Even though he likes to spend most of his time alternately getting drunk and nursing hangovers, crime doesn’t sleep. And when a mysterious, probably alien plot unfolds in Woodhaven, that involves a impregnating beer from a microbrewery, it’s up to Lou to save everybody.
I wasn’t particularly taken with the first WolfCop and this one repeated all the mistakes of the first film and had the additional disadvantage of not being a new idea anymore.
Lou Garou (Leo Fafard) [yes, really, Lou Garou. It’s that kind of a film] is a policeman who spends most of his time, on and off duty, drinking. So he is not surprised when he wakes up one morning not clearly remembering what happened the night before. Only that this time it is a little different. He is a little different when he wakes up – as is proven during the next full moon when he turns into a werewolf. But he still has to figure out the who, how and why of his new state.
I expected this film to be a lot funnier than it was. The concept sounds so promising [I feel like this is what I say about most /slash movies this year: “concept good, execution not so much”. That and “where the fuck did the satanists come from all of a sudden?”.] but instead of building from the concept, they relied too much on it alone.