There are two ways that a film like WolfCop, shot in Moose Jaw and Regina on a relatively small budget, can be executed.
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WolfCop, shot half-in-half in Moose Jaw and Regina, hit Cineplex theatres across the country Friday.
One way would be exceptionally poor, with terrible effects, a less-than-compelling plot and weak acting. The other take involves a well-executed spin on a classic story, peppered with some strong acting and the ability to be taken a little less seriously.
Thankfully, WolfCop is the latter kind of film, taking an established neo-noir story and spicing it up with a few supernatural elements and well-timed jokes. The filmâs anti-hero, Lou Garou (Leo Fafard), is a police officer and alcoholic, but he is not particularly great at being either.
The film establishes early that he is his departmentâs least-favourite son, sleeping on the job and taking pulls from a flask while behind the wheel. His partner Tina (Amy Matysio) picks up his slack, and has won the praise of the sheriff for her hard-working nature.
It isnât long before Garou, out on a call he didnât want to respond to, is attacked and ultimately turned into a werewolf.
The change is to Garouâs benefit, empowering him with strength and heightened senses and instilling some sense of direction into a man who was content to waste his life away as a mediocre, alcoholic cop.
The benefit of being a lowlife like Garou is having eccentric friends. One of these friends, Willie (Jonathan Cherry), is as oddball as they come.
Of course, WolfCop is marketed as a horror-comedy, and the comedy often results while Cherryâs Willie is on screen, spitting one-liners out faster than they can properly be digested and bringing just the right degree of incredulousness to every situation.
In that respect, Willie becomes the âevery-manâ to the WolfCop and the hardworking Tina.
But not everything is precisely as it appears. As Garou investigates the attack that turned him into a supernatural beast, he unravels a plot thicker than he might have imagined.
WolfCop isnât for everybody. There are moments of excessive violence, more than one gratuitous shot of nudity (of both the male and female variety), and generous use of swear words and cursing.
But for filmgoers interested in catching a good mystery served with a generous side of violence and more than one great joke, this could very well be the film of the summer.
All the better, since it was shot in our own backyard.
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