Werewolves. You’ve seen one you’ve seen them all right? Wrong. I’ve seen and read about my fair share of these lycanthropes, some considerably better than others I will admit, but just like the pull of the moon for a werewolf I am constantly intrigued by their adaptation to the screen. Where mistakes have been made in previous series or films is glorifying the curse as one to be desired, being able to shift into a powerful creature with painless ease and have complete control over said creature. Who wouldn’t fancy being able to sprout fluff and have a pleasant run the forest? What I like to see in a proper werewolf representation is: pain, raw animal instinct and a lack of control to a certain degree. These are hungry, blood thirsty, dangerous beasts after all right?  Continue reading “Bitten: A Fresh Bite Into Werewolves” →