If I’d had access to a program like this when I was in high school, my career path would have been very different. You can see a gallery of more BHSFX work here– there are some more werewolves, if you look closely! Thanks for sharing, Jim.

If WolfTeam’s too intense for you, you can still get your first person shooter werewolf action in Battlefield Heroes, which has introduced werewolf and vampire sets with which to trick out your heroes. If you want to rock Grim’s Varg werewolf set you’ll need to have a hero in the Royal Army and 1,800 Battlefunds to spare. Your purchase will gain you these fine items, plus a Wold Howl gesture and a Claw Attack:

Werewolf Vs. Vampire by Bryan Baugh.

This month’s New York magazine features a short article on werewolves by Jeff Vandam. While the “article” is only a page long, and while I would sooner expect The New Yorker to run a feature on Rambo, I was nevertheless happy to see some lycanthropic goodness in a mainstream magazine. Unfortunately, the article quickly becomes a classic werewolves vs. vampires retro-drama. Guess what? Count Chocula wins, and Edward Cullen wins the mark of cultural favor over David Naughton’s David Kessler and Jack Nicholson’s Will Randall. And while everyone is allowed to have a personal preference when it comes to monsters, I believe that the hairy-handed gents are made out of culturally richer and more enduring stuff than vampires are.

I am aware that a debate over fictional monster preferences is, at best, like a debate between theoretical physicists about the fourth dimension. At worst, it is akin to an argument between six year olds regarding Frosted Flakes vs. Fruity Pebbles. However, the reason I have bothered writing this article in the first place is because I believe in that former, at best scenario. While vampires and werewolves are fictional, the essences and creative forces behind them are quite real. The vampire legend is based on a perversion of the natural human drive to transcend this world and live forever, along with a disobedience against the mysterious injunction of Deuteronomy 12:23, which reads: “Only be sure that thou eat not the blood: for the blood is the life; and thou mayest not eat the life with the flesh.” On the other hand, the werewolf legend is based on man’s desire for a closer linkage with nature, but also on a misunderstanding of what mankind and nature are to begin with. Thus, both vampire and werewolf have earned the classification of “monster.” However, just to make things extra-complicated, the very meaning of “monster” has devolved away from its Latin root of monstrum, which in turn is based intriguingly on monstrare (meaning to “show” or “reveal”) and monere (meaning to “portend” or “warn”). Today, the word “monster” is normally used to describe an aberrant or demonic creature saturated in scare-tactics.

Unfortunately, this shying away from original etymologies is nothing new (words change as people change, after all). And thanks to Hollywood and Hot Topic, the vampire has been largely reformed to suit the cultural and aesthetic appetites of young people. When Bram Stoker galvanized the creature’s mythos in 1897, the vampire was a tragic figure – a being who strove for eternal life in the wrong direction and for the wrong reasons. As a result, he became an ironic paradox: dead, yet functioning, cogent, and somehow able to out-model Zoolander himself. His immortality was based on his wiling severance from God and his fellow man, and it was grounded in a corrupt, temporal world. Thus, while the vampire does transcend some stifling cultural and physical norms, his transcendence backfires. He is unable to reach full, transcendent maturity because perfect transcendence is ultimately reached through death. He is consequently mocked by his physical beauty (which is all in the eye of the beholder anyway) which imbalances his lack of character-beauty. Deathly yet unable to achieve perfect transcendence through death and sacrifice, the vampire is unable to engage eternal life on terms apart from our vastly imperfect plane of reality.

The werewolf isn’t a boy scout either. Its many-fathered mythos was born, in large part, out of a misunderstanding of what men and wolves are. Due to misapplied and erroneous science and religion, man’s perspective of himself has been enduringly skewered. And since the wolf has been a competing hunter, human imagination has formed the animal (and the imaginative reflex takes liberties with just about everything) into an icon of dark, occult savagery. The reality of the wolf’s life is simple and believable: it’s just an animal trying to make a living in a tough world . . . although it lacks the luxuries of hands to eat with and meat-packing companies to regulate and prepare its meals. However, since humankind cannot perceive itself correctly, it naturally follows that he cannot perceive the world around him correctly. Wolves (and predatory animals in general) become psychotically ravenous due to their noted disadvantage of nearby Shop Rites with fully stocked meat departments. They have to resort to more feral ways of earning their sustenance, and according to human logic, that makes them maniacs. Combine this with the Christian doctrine of original sin latent in man, and the equation can run thus: Man + Wolf = Godlessly insane carnivore that can do nothing but destroy.

This is how the vampire and werewolf legends currently reside in humankind’s cultural consciousness, and it is the basis for Vandam’s opening question: “Are werewolves — who’ve historically been second-class citizens behind chic, aristocratic vampires — finally getting their moment in the moonlight?” According to domestic box office earnings for monster movies from 1975 to the present, werewolf and vampire movies have grossed about $405,934,313 and $1,478,725,983 respectively. “Vampires transcend our limits and werewolves wallow in them,” claims Sundays with Vlad author Paul Bibeau. “To be a werewolf is to be hairy, sweaty, overcome with lust, and hunted as an outsider.” Unfortunately, this is the conclusion that is reached when one can’t see that the vampire represents transcendence in a disastrous direction, and that lycanthropic shape-shifter legends, while based on men and beasts of actuality, have grown into something that is based on the wolf and man of human construance, fear, and corniness.

On the simple, Twilight-esque level, the werewolf vs. vampire conflict is based on personal aesthetics. On the root-level of historical mythology and symbolism, the conflict is based on two different but equally volatile ferments. While the vampire is hyper-Promethean and transcendently defiant, the werewolf is a portrait of man with iron-clad ties to the earth from which he is made, although this portrait is admittedly composed of an inaccurate perspectives of what constitute human and lupine nature. As society becomes more fast-paced, technological, and urbanized, people will bypass the werewolf in favor of a mythos more conductive to their worldview and lifestyles, embracing a Promethean archetype that surpasses the limitations of the body and requires no sustenance from heaven or earth. Cut off from the earth and each other, they will gravitate toward an elegant-on-the-outside mythology that can fly above its disenchantments and feed on its sheeple. Whether or not the werewolf mythos can counterbalance this has yet to be seen.

Rob Zombie loves two things: monsters and rock. Even if he hadn’t made it perfectly clear with the title, everything about his new album “Hellbilly Deluxe 2” is intended to evoke associations with his monstrous, sexy 1998 solo debut. Although I personally hear a little more of sneer than I’d prefer in his voice, and not enough of the roar he’s employed on previous records, Hellbilly Deluxe 2 is certainly worth a listen if you’re a fan of anything Zombie’s done in the past two decades. This isn’t a music blog, though, and there’s a reason I’m posting about Zombie’s latest here: there are two werewolf-themed songs on the album, and both of them kick ass. John 5′s southern-fried slide guitar on “Werewolf, Baby!” will have you combing your fur into a pompadour before you climb into your ‘59 Cadillac Coupe to menace Little Red down at the drive-in. And although Zombie confirmed that his “Werewolf Women of the SS” Grindhouse trailer won’t be expanded into a feature film, he turned the concept into one hell of a jack-booted, crop-wielding song. You can check out both of the songs below. Howl, baby, howl!

• As part of a big press push last week, there were a lot of cast / crew interviews. Dread Central’s got interviews with Benicio Del Toro and Anthony Hopkins, and ShockTillYouDrop.com had a nice chat with director Joe Johnston.
• Namco has released a Wolfman side-scrolling game for mobile devices. If you have a supported phone, you can “play through 10 thrilling stages as both Lawrence Talbot and The Wolfman and experience the brute strength and insatiable bloodlust that launched a legacy of horror!” My carrier isn’t supported, so, uh, if it’s good, let me know. It certainly looks cool!
• Bloody-Disgusting was one of several horror media web sites to get their paws on a recording of the vaunted Wolfman howl. Effective, and much better (in my opinion) than the shrill American Werewolf in London howl!
• Way back in November, Universal released a short “behind the scene” featurette. There are some comments from Benicio Del Toro, Anthony Hopkins, Emily Blunt, and producer Scott Stuber, and some trailer-style footage.
• As long as we’re talking about stuff from November, here are two rambling but worthwhile interviews from Ain’t It Cool News: one between Joe Johnston and Harry Knowles and another longer, rambley, spoilerific but fascinating conversation between some of the AICN guys and Rick Baker.
• Internet-to-TV providers Boxee have developed a Wolfman app as part of their public beta.
• Early reviews are starting to arrive. Here’s one from the New York Observer [warning: spoilers!].
• A fifth TV spot has surfaced, but it’s nothing we haven’t already seen: a silhouette of a claw, Del Toro getting dunked in ice water, and Rick Baker’s old-gypsy-guy-getting-killed cameo.

If all of this isn’t enough to keep you busy, stay tuned for more as we get closer to Friday!

Thanks for all of your support and kind words. Those who donated have been contacted regarding their art. The winner of the draw for a copy of The Werewolf’s Guide To Life is Mark K., whose name was selected at random out of a mug.

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Thanks to Goldenwolf for letting me know about all three shirts and providing the image!

[1941's Wolf Man] Talbot meets his end at the wrong end of a silver walking stick wielded by his father who, while disappointed in his son’s lifestyle, probably never intended to club him to death.

OH SNAP.

Thanks to Macabri for the link.