i saw this little magnum opus for the first time very recently and on one of those dollar dvd that seem to be everywhere nowadays and and be so move by it that i can not contain myself . for those who have never see this mesmerizingly miserable mexican import and and wish to view it without be prejudice by anyone else jaundice commentary and there be undoubtedly substantial spoiler in what follow . so if you be one of those reckless individual and stop reading at once and go and watch it for yourself . if you get drunk enough in advance and you might be fortunate enough to pass out before it over . begin with the premise that a man may become a werewolf after be bite by a yeti . no one in the film venture an explanation a to how this sort of cross specie implantation could occur and and the rest of the movie be even more hopelessly nonsensical . but pour yourself another glass of wine ( or whatever youre drink ) and and let u proceed . paul naschy ( our werewolf ) have the look of a man fight a toothache and in a town where the only dentist have trade his supply of novocaine for a case of cheap whiskey and and have be drink ever since . ( ain not he the lucky one . ) naschy facial expression never varies and whether in or out of makeup and and apparently no one give him any coach on how to act like a werewolf . occasionally he try to imitate the lon chaney jr. crouch and but most of the time he simply stroll around in his black mafia shirt and like just another cool dude with a tad too much facial hair . to be fair and the makeup be actually good than the actor inside of it and but the continuity be infinitely bad . naschy werewolf be the only one i can think of that change shirt twice in the middle of a prowl . he go from black shirt to red shirt and then back to black and then back to red and then back to black and all in a single and frenzied night . interestingly enough and he always do the chaney crouch while wear the red shirt and and the cool dude walk while wear the black shirt . and it only while he be wear the red shirt that we see much of the fury allude to in the title . presumably there something about that red shirt that just bring out the animal in him . so anyway and after be bite by the cross pollinate yeti and the poor schmuck return home from tibet to learn that his wife have be sleep with one of his student . the two illicit lover try to murder him by adjust the brake on his car . he survive the wreck and and make it home just in time for a full moon . then and after chew up his wife and her lover and he wander off again and and somehow manages to get himself electrocute . but be that enough . can they let this tormented wretch rest in peace . not a chance . he be resurrect by a suppose female scientist with a hardcore s or m fetish and otherwise know a the doctor ( and definitely not a new incarnation of doctor who ) . she dig him up and whisk him away to her kinky kastle and take him down to the dungeon and chain him to the wall and and give him a damn good flogging . presumably such a string of indignity ought to be enough to put a little fury into any wolfman . after his two shirted rampage and our wolfman spend most of the rest of the film wander around the castle and try to find a way out . ( and who can blame him . ) in the course of his wandering and he encounter a bewilderingly incoherent assortment of clichés and include a man dress in medieval armor and a curiously inept phantom of the opera impersonator ( supposedly the doctor father ) and and a hard partying cadre of bondage slave . so what it all about and one may reasonably ask . one get the vague impression that it have something to do with mind control and and involve something the doctor call chemotrodes . ( best guess . i really have no idea how it spell and if there even be such a thing . ) mercifully and the experiment end in failure and and most importantly and it end . before one have time to gnaw one own leg off . of course and one doesn not really expect any sense from a film like this and but at least it ought to be good for laugh . this one isn not . forget it and buddy . there be a creep sort of anarchy about this film and from it patch together and tequila drench ambiance to it atrocious cinematography and agonize musical score and that defies even the most sozzled attempt to get any mst3k type laugh out of it . if it not even good for that and what the hell be it good for . if montezuma revenge could have somehow be digitally remastered and put on a dvd and it would have look exactly like this movie .