MY MOM'S A WEREWOLF (1989)
I was dreading popping this puppy into my VCR (that's what I call my Blu-ray player). I've been burned by many lightweight horror/comedy hybrids, but My Mom's a Werewolf - rated PG, no less - is a winsome grab bag of quirks and references to other b-movies. The "best friend" character is a teenybopper obsessed with classic horror and issues of Famous Monsters magazine. An early scene takes place at a sci-fi/horror convention, but Jennifer (the daughter) couldn't care less about that "crap." Why are these two best friends again? Anyway, the film centers around the nominal child-bearer. John Saxon bites Leslie's toe, and unbeknownst to her, John Saxon is a werewolf. Yes, in my mind, John Saxon is playing John Saxon. At all times.
I had fun with this loaf of lycantainment. It doesn't take itself seriously and it doesn't twiddle with a "girl cried wolf"' scenario where no one believes the protagonist. That shit pisses me off. The make-up effects are competent, although there is no transformation sequence. My Mom's a Bitch moves within the framework of a parody through certain jokes. Those are the most painful jokes. Thankfully, they are the exception. Plenty doesn't add up (what's up with the dentist's office?), but on the whole, this flick is easy on the brain. BTW, I don't remember fortune tellers defrauding fans at the conventions I attended (?).
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