Werewolf of London

Synopsis: While on a botanical expedition in Tibet Dr. Wilfred Glendon is attacked in the dark by a strange animal. Returning to London, he finds himself turning nightly into a werewolf and terrorizing the city, with the only hope for curing his affliction a rare Asian flower.
Genre: Drama, Fantasy, Horror
Director(s): Stuart Walker
Production: Passport
  2 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
75 min

- What will you do if they won't go?

- Go on alone, of course.

Pax vobiscum, my sons.

Et cum spiritu tuo.

You're both English, are you not?


You're the first white man

we've seen in three months.

You two are the first I've seen in 40 years.

My name is Glendon.

This is my assistant, Hugh Renwick.

We're botanists.

He's a botanist. I'm a nobody

he brought along out of kindness.

I wanted to see

the last places on earth.

Why are you here?

We're looking for

the Mariphasa lupina lumina...

a strange flower which grows only in Tibet...

and which, it is said,

takes its life from the moon.

Is there really such a flower, Father?

There are some things

it is better not to bother with.

Why do you say that, Father?

- You aren't afraid, are you?

- No.

But I respect

some of the superstitions of others.

Often they are founded in fact.

Our coolies tell us, the valley

we want to see is filled with demons.

Yes, I'm afraid they thought

you were one of them.

That's why they ran away.

I've never been into that valley...

and I've never known a man to return from it.

Then we were right. This is the place.

According to this map,

it's just beyond that ridge...

just off the trail.

- Are you game?

- Wish us luck, Father.

- Get the ponies.

- Right.

You are foolish...

but without fools there would be no wisdom.

Pax vobiscum.

Thank you, Father.

Think of all the trouble we've been

through these past six months...

just for the sake of a little flower.

Yes. But it's the only one

of its kind in the whole worid.

We're going to go on climbing.

I say, Glendon!


I can't move! Something's holding my feet!

Nonsense. Lift them. Come on.

- Are you all right now?

- I seem to be.

- What was the matter?

- I don't know.

It's the strangest feeling.

The sort you have in a dream.

Your feet won't move.

Don't let it get you, old boy.

Autosuggestion, self-hypnosis:

The basis of all superstition.

What happened?

Something struck me.

Wilfred, what are you doing?

Sorry, dear. I lost all track of time.

Everybody's asking for you.

I've been working on an experiment.

What's the matter? Is something

wrong? I mean, am I all right?

Dear old bear.

Nothing interests you anymore...

except your mouldy old secrets in there.

Not even your wife.

I promise you, my darling...

that as soon as I've completed

that experiment...

I'll try to be more... Well, more human.

It isn't in you.

Ever since you came back from Tibet...

I've felt you were planning to

divorce me and marry a laboratory.

I'll not only divorce you,

but I'll beat you as well...

if ever again you get me mixed up

in a mess like this.

Don't blame me. Blame the Botanical Society.

I know, but I...

Here's Aunt Ettie. Let's get out...

or she'll be battering down the

doors. I'll have no secrets left.

Wilfred, how sweet of you to let us

all in on you today this way.

Can you really make artificial moonlight?

I can't wait until I see your new laboratory.

Deadline, Aunt Ettie.

He won't even let me go in there.

Oh, Chanel. Sweet.

But you look a bit down.

What's the matter, Lisa?

My dear wife has just been scolding me.

Yes, how you manage to keep

your dear wife is a mystery to me.

Skirmishing off the way you do.

Leaving her alone, months on end.

Anyhow, I knew the risk I took

when I married...

one of the black Glendons of Malvern.

Marrying any man is risky.

Marrying a famous man

is kissing catastrophe.

Come on, Wilfred. See you later, Aunt Ettie.

Good heavens!

What is that wicked thing doing?

It trapped that poor, dear little fly.

It's going to eat that poor, dear little fly.

How revolting.

I wonder where is

that horrible Madagascar plant?

The one that eats mice and men.

Mice and spiders, Miss Ettie.

It's over there. Shall we take a look?

- They'll be feeding it soon.

- No. I'll have my own tea first.

I may lose it after I've seen the thing...

but I shall have it anyway.

Please don't yank me, Paul.

It irritates me to be yanked.

I'm sorry, Granny.

But I've just seen someone

I want to speak to. There she is.

Alice, darling.

Oh, my dear, how are you?

- Do you know Mr. Renwick?

- How do you do?

- Mr...

- How do you do, Ames?

I must have my tea, quick.

My tongue is hanging out.

You do pick up the oddest phrases,

don't you, Ettie?

I got that one

from your delightful grandson here.

You take Lady Forsythe. I'll take Capt...

- Ames.

- Of course.

I never knew anyone...

who could scuttle about as quickly

as Ettie Coombes can.


Here's a young man who says

he used to be a beau of yours.

Paul! I read you were in England.

I wondered if...

Lisa, how great to see you again.

I simply adore to travel. Simply adore it.

He used to be a beau of hers.

I say, you've got a lovely garden here.

Haven't we?

I simply jitter to go to Java. Simply jitter.


"Simply jitter to go to Java.

"I simply jitter to go to Java."

Wilfred, I want you to meet

a very dear friend, Paul Ames.

How do you do, sir?

Mrs. Glendon and I used to throw jam

in each other's hair as kids...

and sail off the stable roof

on improvised parachutes.

I've heard about your more

recent exploits, as everyone has.

My wife never told me that she knew you.

- We've known one another for ages.

- Yes, quite a time.

Oh, yes. He proposed to her once.

When I was six, and he was twelve.

That was ages ago.

Are you planning on staying

in England long?

No. I return to California on the fourth.

I've made my home there.

How does it feel to have

a flying school of one's own?

To be able to hop across

from San Francisco to Tokio...

in the twinkling of an eye?

At this moment, I ask nothing more of life.


A very enchanting mood to be in:

To ask nothing more of life.

Are you in that mood, Lisa?

Anyway, I'm in that mood.

All these lovely flowers about.

How true. Only God can make a daffodil.

The poet said, "Only God

can make a tree," Aunt Ettie.

Isn't it just as difficult

to make a daffodil, Wilfred?

Much more so.

Here's a nice, fat frog for you,

my dear Carnelia. Here we are.

Ettie Coombes, what's happened?

- A plant just ate a frog.

- A what?

- A what?

- Frog.

Heretic! Bringing a beastly thing

like that into Christian England.

Nature is very tolerant, sir.

She has no creeds.

Quite so.

May I congratulate you, sir...

on the amazing collection of plants

you've assembled here.

Thank you.

Evolution was in a strange mood...

- when that creation came along.

- Yes.

It makes one wonder...

just where the plant worid leaves off...

and the animal worid begins.

Have I met you before, sir?

In Tibet, once. But only for a moment...

- in the dark.

- In the dark?

Let me introduce myself again.

I am Dr. Yogami.

How do you do, sir?

Like yourself, a student, a nurturist of plants.

Dr. Yogami.


Do I understand you to say,

that we met in Tibet?


And unless I'm mistaken,

we were both on a similar mission.


Would it be intrusive if I should ask you...

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