Bezenby Paul Naschy returns as Waldemar Daninsky, the man perpetually cursed to be turned into a Werewolf, cured, or killed over and over again forever. This time round he's heading up the Himalayas to take on vampire women, some descendant of the Great Khans, and right near the end...a yeti! I LOVE these films.Let's get the plot out of the way: Paul this time is an explorer who heads off to the Himalayas on the flimsy pretext of finding a yeti with his loyal entourage in tow. He gets separated from the rest while looking for some dangerous pass and ends up in the company of two sexy evil women who keep him as a sex slave until he discovers them eating human flesh. While fighting them to the death, he is bitten and from then on out becomes a werewolf every time the moon rises.This is actually quite lucky because the rest of his group have been caught by a bunch of Ghengis-Khan like warriors, the leader of whom has a really bad skin complaint that his evil medical lady insists can only be cured by draping human skin over it. Cue gory skinning scene! Paul Naschy will have to bring all his lycanthropic skills with him to sort out these jerks.That's that out the road, so let's talk about what makes this film so much fun: you'll be clued in on how brain-melting this one is when "Scotland The Brave" plays over footage of London, then there's the hilarious transformation sequences where Naschy rolls about the ground like he's suffering from severe gastroenteritis, and the bit where Victor Isreal freaks out, runs off, screams off-screen likes he's fallen off a cliff, and yet when Nascy goes to investigate he finds footprints leading off into the distance.You'll also spend a considerable amount of time wondering if the Yeti is even going to make an appearance, and when it does about five minutes from the end of the film, it looks almost exactly like the werewolf, which makes the last battle of the film really confusing. Ultra-low budgets and dodgy effects aside, Nascy always delivers on the goods and therefore the film is packed with werewolf attacks, fighting and gore isn't boring for a minute. Just leave your brain fallow when watching and you'll enjoy. This was inexplicably banned as part of the Video Nasties panic and has never been re-released!

ma-cortes Creepy meeting between the infamous Wolfman and abominable snowman from remote Tibet .Again the renowned Waldemar stricken by two demon cannibalistic nymphets that turn into Werewolf at the full moon. Atypical Daninsky film where he returns as El Hombre Lobo for the umpteenth time and once again battles enemies . Waldemar, the notorious adventurer , joins an expedition led by Lacombe (Gil Vidal) or Larry Talbot (homage to Lon Chaney Jr) accompanied by his daughter Sylvia (Grace Mills who starred ¨Exorcismo¨ as a Linda Blair-alike) , all of them to find the mythic Yeti in the Himalayas. They arrive Katmandu and after the bunch goes to Karakorum . While Waldemar along with a scout (Victor Israel) hiking the mountains, he goes into a cave where is captured by two wicked sorceresses guarding a Buddhist sculpture and becomes their sex-slave . They transform him into a werewolf setting him loose to roam the mountain where Waldemar continues a murderous rampage every time the moon is full . Later on , Waldemar meet a Buddist monk who lives in a monastery full of luminous candles , he helps him against his illness. While the expedition is captured by a sadistic bandit named Temuljin . The prisoners are given to Mongol chief named Sherkan-Kan (Luis Induni , a baddie similarly characterized to Fumanchu) , whose palace lives the perverse Wandesa (Silvia Solar). Meanwhile , Daninsky falls in love with Sylvia and she tries to cure his Lycanthropy with love and a flower (such as the first classic version ¨the Wolfman¨ by Stuart Walker with Henry Hull).Acceptable Werewolf movie with the unforgettable Waldemar Daninsky-Jacinto Molina ,under pseudonym Paul Naschy . Continental Europe's biggest horror star again with his classic character and frightening to viewer . Jacinto Molina Aka Paul Naschy ,who recently passed away, was actor, screenwriter and director of various films about the personage based on fictitious character, the Polish count Waldemar Daninsky. The first film about Waldemar was ¨The mark of the Wolfman (1967)¨ by Enrique Eguiluz , after that , went on the successful ¨Night of Walpurgis¨ by Leon Klimovsky , ¨Fury of the Wolfman¨ , ¨Doctor Jekill and the Wolfman¨ ,¨The return of the Walpurgis¨, ¨Howl of the devil¨, ¨The beast and the magic sword(1982)¨ that was filmed in Japan and finally ¨Licantropo(1998).After ¨The craving¨ it was such a box office disaster that Jacinto was bankrupt . He was forced to turn to Japan for making artist documentaries, as he filmed ¨ Madrid Royal Palace and Museum of Prado¨ and he gets financing from Japanese producers for ¨The human beasts¨, the first co-production Spanish-Japan and followed ¨The beast and the magic sword¨ that was lavishly produced for the Paul Naschy standards.¨The curse of the beast¨ or ¨ the werewolf and the Yeti¨ is a B series entertainment with abundant sensationalistic scenes , comic-book style and a Naif-gaudy realization . This exciting terror movie contains adventures, action , some nudism and lots of blood and gore . The movie has a bit of ridiculous gore with loads of blood similar to tomato and is occasionally an engaging horror movie full of zooms, witchery , beheading , impaling and several other things . This time Paul Nashy/Jacinto Molina exhibits little breast but he was a weightlifting champion . Here Waldemar takes on vampires and Mongols in some unforgettable fighting scenes with bounds and leaps . The picture is plenty of sadism taken from Sax Rohmer stories and Robert E.Howard's Barbarian rampages . Pretty slow going, but hang in there for the Werewolf versus witches , vampires and Mongols. In the film appears a secondary cast who starred innumerable films of Spaghetti and horror genres during the 60s and 70 as Victor Israel , Silvia Solar and Luis Induni . Good and loud cinematography by Pladevall with chillon , yellow colors in Maria Bava or Hammer style and is accompanied by a correct remastering . Colorful and exotic outdoors filmed in Valle Aran , Aragoneses Pyrinees and Bañolas. The motion picture is professionally directed by M. Iglesias Bonn , a lousy director but here he makes an acceptable film . The flick will appeal to Paul Naschy fans and terror genre enthusiast. Rating : 6, passable and amusing

Coventry Two weeks prior to me writing this user-comment, the legendary Spanish actor, writer, director and reputed sleaze-ball Paul Naschy – a.k.a. Jacinto Molina – passed away from cancer. Even though I disliked and heavily bashed a lot of the films he starred in, including this "The Werewolf and the Yeti", I was still a big fan of his work and charismatic appearance and I hope that he'll rest in peace in the hereafter. Anyway, unlike the cool titles such as "Blue Eyes of the Broken Doll", "A Dragonfly for Each Corpse" and the more recent and criminally underrated "Rojo Sangre", this clearly wasn't the best film to pay a personal little tribute to the departed euro-exploitation star. "The Werewolf and the Yeti" is an incoherent and inept mishmash of half- elaborated ideas and generally speaking just a load of rubbish, in fact. What happens if you sent a wolf man out on an expedition to the Himalayas to hunt down the abominable snowman? A very exhilarating and pleasantly deranged exploitation highlight, you'd expect, especially if you also throw in some lurid vampire women in a cave, evil Tibetan smugglers and an ancient myth about Genghis Kahn (*). Wrong! This actually is an infuriatingly boring and imbecilic film. None of Naschy's "Hombre-Lobo" flicks I've seen so far are any good, but this is really bottom-of-the-barrel, with unfinished story lines and truly pitiably poor production values. The werewolf transformations are laughable and the special effects deserve a poor zero out of ten rating. It's basically just a series of Naschy's face gradually getting hairier. It even somewhat looks like he's having a severe heart-attack whenever he transforms. Unless I'm mistaken, I also didn't spot any Yetis, Sasquatches, Bigfoots or whatever type of snowy monsters until very late in the film. And even if it does appear, it's very difficult to tell the difference between the werewolf and the yeti. Wasn't the abominable supposed to be snow-white? The dialogs are painfully poor and the even the sleaze footage is likely to put you to sleep. By the way, you know how to recognize a film scripted by Paul Naschy because he always foresees a sequence of him having sex with beautiful woman that would usually never fall for him. Mostly, he even has sex with multiple women at once. (*) I was quite intoxicated when watching this film, so it's possible that I made some of those story lines up myself. In that case; my apologies.

Woodyanders This fabulously flipped-out fright feature is the eighth and most outrageous in Paul Naschy's ongoing Waldermar Daninsky werewolf horror series. The picture begins on a solid note with a rousing pre-credits yeti attack sequence. Naschy, as sullen and brooding as ever, joins an expedition in Tibet to search for the legendary reclusive beastman. Naschy gets lost during a storm, stumbles across a cave were two beauteous libidinous cannibalistic bisexual sorceress babes resides, has sex with the chicks, and snuffs them both out (but only after one honey gives him a bite that plants a werewolf curse on poor long-suffering Paul). Pretty soon Naschy's getting all hairy and homicidal whenever the moon becomes full, killing expedition members and brutish highway bandits alike with grisly abandon. Naschy meets a wise, friendly monk who promises to remove the curse if Paul does a little favor for him first: Naschy has to dispose of a wicked warlord and the warlord's especially nasty hench wench, who's a malicious bitch who gets her warped jollies out of skinning lovely young lasses alive! Just when you think the movie can't get any loonier, the abominable snowman makes a belated appearance in the action-packed last reel. The yeti abducts Naschy's lady love. Paul in furry werewolf guise and his equally hirsute foe then engage in a ferocious claw-to-claw, thingo-a-thingo, fists-and-fur-a-flyin' physical confrontation in the simply stupendous grand finale. Director Miguel Iglesias Bonns treats all the silly supernatural shenanigans with gut-busting seriousness. Naschy's convoluted, insanely overplotted script doesn't make a lick of sense, thus adding substantially to the overall campy fun. However, the lack of narrative coherence is more than made up for by the generous sprinkling of lurid sex and gratuitous nudity, copious gory bloodshed, wall-to-wall mondo freako action, lovably crummy transformation f/x, handsome scope cinematography, and a quick cameo by the ubiquitous Victor Israel, the Mr. Cellophane of Spanish horror cinema, as a scruffy mountain trail guide. A total rib-bruising riot.