The Curse of the Werewolf

Synopsis: In Spain, Leon is born on Christmas day to a mute servant girl who was raped by a beggar. His mother dies giving birth and he is looked after by Don Alfredo. As a child Leon becomes a werewolf after having been taken hunting. As a young man, he works in a wine cellar and falls in love with the owner's daughter Cristina. One full moon, he again turns into a werewolf and terrifies the town.
Genre: Horror
Director(s): Terence Fisher
Production: Universal Pictures
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
6.8
Rotten Tomatoes:
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Year:
1961
93 min
452 Views


Some 200 years ago...

a beggar came to the

little town of Santa Vera...

in search of charity.

Although a simple man...

he was not so simple

that he did not know...

when it was a weekday

and when it was Sunday.

And although the church bell

was sounding...

and all the little shops

were closed...

and there was no one

in the square, he knew...

this was not a Sunday.

Seor.

Forgive a poor

ignorant beggar, seor...

but today is not Sunday.

They're ringing the bells

and...

there is no one

in the streets.

Can't you read?

No, seor.

Well?

Seor. Today is not Sunday.

I am aware of that.

There is no one

in the street.

I'm aware of that, too.

And the church bell

is ringing.

And you want to know why,

is that it?

Yes.

Well, I'll tell you why.

Today is a holiday.

A public holiday.

A day of rejoicing.

And we're all rejoicing today,

aren't we, seores?

Do you know why

we're rejoicing?

Because our beloved Marques

is getting married today...

and we have to rejoice.

By order.

By order.

Landlord, get me a drink.

Isn't that

a good thing?

And who will have to

pay for this wedding?

We shall.

And who's paid for the bride,

poor child? We have.

Yeah.

Who's paying for that feast

that's going on...

at this very moment

up at the castle?

We are.

I haven't seen you here

before.

What are you, a beggar?

Yes, seor.

If, from the deep charity

of your good heart...

We've nothing to spare,

my friend.

That's where

all our charity has gone.

Yeah.

If you want some of it,

you'd better go there.

And God knows,

I wish you luck.

The beggar took the man

at his word...

and climbed the long road

to the castle...

where, as he had been told...

the Marques was celebrating

his wedding day with a feast.

Stop.

What's the matter, my dear?

It... it looks so...

Don't you like goose?

Why have you

prepared goose...

when the Marquesa

doesn't like goose?

My lord, I didn't know.

Oh, why didn't you know?

Why didn't you know?

Have mercy, my lord.

Pick it up.

Well?

If, from the deep charity of

your noble master's heart...

Go away, man,

before he sees you.

Who is it?

No one, my lord.

Just a beggar.

Well, bring him in.

Welcome.

I'm afraid you were so late

that we started without you.

Noble lord.

If, from the deep charity

of your good heart...

If only you'd let us know.

If you could spare

a little bread...

A little earlier...

a whole goose

would have been yours.

But now, as you see,

everything's gone.

Not a crumb left.

Don't tease him.

Why not, my dear?

He's a man,

not an animal.

Oh, is he?

Yes, I suppose he is.

Would you like to have him,

my dear...

As a pet?

How much do you want

for yourself?

Two pesetas? Five? Ten?

Ten pesetas, my lord?

Done.

Now, he's yours, my dear,

your very own pet.

What would you

like him to do?

Give him some food

and wine.

Excellent.

Wine for our new guest.

And food.

Later.

Wine, wine.

More.

Not in that piddling cup.

Here, fill this.

Yeah. Go on, give him more.

Uh-uh.

Food. I must have food.

Oh!

You must sing for it first.

Yeah.

Come on, sing, sing.

I can't sing.

Dance, then.

I can't dance.

Anyone can dance. Music.

Dance.

Dance.

Please.

Give him something to eat.

Here, dog.

Here's your bone.

Come on, come and get it

like a good dog.

Time for us to retire,

my dear.

My bride and I

bid you goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Thank you, seor.

Have a good night.

You insolent...

Don't forget, he's mine.

A wedding gift

from my husband.

I don't want my gift

to be damaged.

You're quite right, my dear.

He must be looked after.

You, see he's looked after.

And so the beggar

was imprisoned...

in the castle dungeon.

Time passed.

And he was forgotten.

The only people

he ever saw...

were the jailor

and his little girl...

a serious child

who could not speak.

Here, you give it to him.

He's your friend.

The years passed.

And the beggar

remained a prisoner.

Now, completely forgotten

by the Marques.

The old jailor died.

His daughter grew up.

But still,

she could not speak.

The vile temper and foul

tongue of the Marques...

had sent his wife

to an early grave.

And lost him the few friends

he possessed.

Now he lives a recluse

in his own rooms.

And what's your name,

my dear?

Don't be frightened.

Just tell me your name.

Your name, my dear.

Your name. Your name.

Ah! No, you don't.

You are a lively one,

aren't you?

Why don't you show me

just how lively you can be?

You come here tonight

and show me, huh.

The little vixen.

I'll show her.

Who was that girl?

My lord?

The one that

just went out, idiot.

Just a servant, my lord.

Used to work below, my lord,

in the dungeons.

Used to work below, did she?

In the dungeons, huh?

You're to stay there until

you've learnt your manners.

And to be a bit friendlier.

Come to your senses,

have you?

Somehow,

I thought you would.

You know where you

got to go now, don't you?

Who is it?

My dear.

The girl hid in the forest

for some months...

where she lived

like an animal.

It was here that I found her.

There. That didn't take long,

did it, seor?

This will soon put

some color...

back into her cheeks,

poor mite.

Fancy you finding her

like that.

The angels were certainly

watching over her.

You should take some of this

before you catch a chill...

getting yourself

all wet like that.

Well,

I suppose if you hadn't...

she would still have been

lying there.

Instead of tucked up snug

in your spare bed.

I'll make some for you

when I come down.

Do you much more good

than that stuff.

It's a lucky thing

she didn't lose her baby.

Her baby?

Here you are, my little one.

Drink this.

It'll soon put you

to rights.

No. Now don't try to speak.

Just take a sip or two

of this.

And you can

go back to sleep again.

That's a good girl.

A little more.

Good.

There.

Now you go right back to sleep

and let my herbs...

soothe away

your aches and pains.

What did you say about...

Shh.

A baby?

In a few months there'll be

a little baby in the house...

if the good Lord

spares her.

What's your name,

my little one?

Oh, come now,

you needn't be shy with me.

You haven't spoken a word

since you've been here.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

Now tell me,

what's your name?

Oh, my poor child.

You poor little thing.

You poor lonely little thing.

Teresa's new interest...

gave me the peace

I needed for my work.

At least, it did, at first.

Here's your nightcap,

seor.

Leave it there, Teresa.

Seor, I'm beginning

to be a bit worried.

What about?

Of course, you may think

me superstitious.

I think...

You may think me

superstitious, but...

I've seen a good deal more

of the world than you have.

The real world, not what you

read about in your old books.

You know,

it will soon be the 25th.

25th?

Of December.

You know what that means.

The 25th is always

on Christmas Day.

Well, then? Christmas Day

is always on the 25th.

Of course, if you're going

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Anthony Hinds

Anthony Frank Hinds, also known as Tony Hinds and John Elder (19 September 1922 – 30 September 2013), was an English screenwriter and producer. more…

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