Synopsis
Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Go Down Under
A strange race of human-like marsupials appear suddenly in Australia, and a sociologist who studies these creatures falls in love with a female one. Is this a dangerous combination?
1987 Directed by Philippe Mora
A strange race of human-like marsupials appear suddenly in Australia, and a sociologist who studies these creatures falls in love with a female one. Is this a dangerous combination?
Barry Otto Max Fairchild Imogen Annesley Lee Biolos Dagmar Bláhová Ralph Cotterill Frank Thring Michael Pate Jon Ewing Barry Humphries William Yang Deby Wightman Christopher Pate Jerome Patillo Carole Skinner Jenny Vuletic Glenda Linscott Roger Eagle Richard Carter Lionel Curtin Bob McCarron Mary Acres Steve Shaw Megan Shapcott
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A watershed moment that revitalized werewolf cinema by adding three new grotesque species to the lycanthropic lore: the werewolf nun, the werewolf ballerina and the lil’ marsupial werebabie.
I am really glad I committed to rewatching all of the Howling sequels because I kinda loved this one and I’m really not sure if I ever saw it before. If I did, I certainly don’t remember it. I skipped part 2 for now because I’ll have to wait for it to be delivered. The rest are available through Prime...which I also didn’t realize until now so score for me!
The story in this one is about a werewolf girl from an Australian village escapes and goes to the big city only to fall in love become pregnant after mating with a human. There is actually much more to it but that’s the abbreviated version to just give you an…
Damn this was pretty wild. Hadn't seen it in forever and I hardly remembered it. One thing I absolutely love about 80s horror is how it completely exploits a single film by pumping out numerous wacked out sequels that often have little to do with the original and go in various ridiculous directions. Howling 3 is a perfect example. This couldn't be more different than the original but I love how weird and unhinged it is. Because let's all be honest...The original Howling is pretty dang boring.
So Howling 3 the Marsupials. What the hell is a marsupial? A kangaroo I think? Makes sense since the one girl carries a weird looking baby marsupial werewolf thing in her vagina pouch.…
The director of Howling II: Your Sister is a Werewolf returns for an unrelated sequel that could have been called Howling III: Your Baby is a Werewolf. Or, more accurately a were-marsupial. Werewolves originating from tasmanian wolves, a carnivorous marsupial, is actually an interesting idea. Howling III doesn't know what to do with them though so it gives us a graphic birthing scene where the just born baby then travels to its mother's pouch.
Throwing out ideas and not knowing what to do with them is kind of Howling III's thing. There's a backwoods werewolf cult, werewolf nuns and a werewolf opera singer. Plus, the US government trying to track down werewolves based on communications it intercepted from Russia, the filming of a werewolf film called Shape Shifters Part 8, and an interspecies romance that results in the were-baby. It's a mess but it's so weird and goofy that it's hard to dislike.
A real head scratcher of a sequel. About as incompetently made as it’s predecessor, but also oddly charming? At least in the first half. The second half totally lost me. I honestly have no clue what the actual plot of this movie is. I mean I understand what was happening in each scene, but they were just strewn together without much thought. There’s a weird tonal clash of humor (at least I think it was intentional humor) and serious themes involving coexisting with another species that was super strange. It all led to a weird fever dream feeling. A collection of crazy dreams stitched together to make a movie is the best way to describe this. The Howling series seems to reinvent itself with each movie so I’m very curious how the next one will turn out. I loved the Aussie accents here though.
So this one goes into pure comedy horror which isn't my fave type of horror but I can't say I didn't have a good time with this. The story is just absolutely bonkers and I had such a giggle from the minute that baby arrives. Like the first one it had a great ending.
Marsupials are a class of mammals that are mostly found in Australia, but also in the Americas. Most marsupials have a pouch on their stomach where they carry their babies. kangaroos, koalas, and Tasmanian devils are probably the most well-known marsupials. Wolfs are not marsupials, nor are humans, but that didn’t stop the makers of Howling III (Also known as Howling III: The Marsupials) to make a marsupial werewolf flick. There is some talk about evolution, but also about alien species.
I think the creatures here aren’t actually werewolves, but some kind of marsupial-human hybrids that turn into “were-Tasmanian-wolf” at times. One mutant claims that when the humans hunted the Tasmanian wolf to extinction (that really happened), its spirit went…
For anyone who thought the Howling franchise could not get more bizarre than its previous chapter, here comes "Howling III: The Marsupials." Though it lacks the werewolf sex of "Howling II," it is a weird little film that finds werewolves and humans producing offspring that just might be the next step in evolution. It is a competently made film that eschews werewolf horror for lessons in acceptance and loving thy neighbor.
The plot blends scientists discovering werewolves in Australia, horror film production, werewolf actors, marsupial babies, and Dame Edna. Throw in some genuine pathos, family politics, and an off-kilter but amusing meta vibe, and "Howling III: The Marsupials" is born.
The production is just as off-kilter. Bad yet endearing special…
So fucking excruciatingly drawn out. So fucking excruciatingly drawn the fuck out. It should have ended about thirty times. Forty times. Just so fucking excrcui-fucking-atingly drawn out. So many pointless and kinda gross shots of pouches. So many pointless twists. Not one but two phantom wolf attacks. A lot of worldbuilding for a terrible, excruci-fucking-atingly drawn out concept. A lot of bad bad bad bad acting. About seven different premises thrown together. This was as absurd as I expected it to be, but more boring than I'd hoped for.
October count: 20/31
Inserts some sort of weird factoids about Tasmanian tigers (which apparently were all murdered because they were sheep eating shapeshifters and not just, well, cause of the sheep thing) as someone who has looked up if that is one in Nosferatu every time they watch it and then everyone else includes that in their review so I'm like well what the fuck am I doing here, then? And I'm still not getting a clear answer. I'm not like, a zoologist, okay? Uhh...so yeah, the timelines don't quite add up but some people were still seeing them?
Some people see Bigfoot...
You shut the fuck up, Bigfoot is real!
Sorry. I've been doing a lot of yelling at interior voices since…
Producers: "Okay Mr. Mora, as you know the last Howling met with mediocre returns and press, so what do you have for us?"
Philippe Mora: "Well, I've been developing a story of a young girl that leaves an enclave, gets swept into a movie business whirlwind, falls in love, has a bab...oh wait, you said Howling?! Ummm, I uhh can still make it work..."
Never has there been a werewolf flick so uninterested in werewolves despite being soaked to the bone with them. The opposite of what anyone would want from a lycantrope tale, let alone a horror movie. Yes, this sequel does have defenders but they'd be wrong. The same people try baking artichoke hearts into key lime pies…
i think my favorite play on "the male gaze" is when a director has a sexy lady do something incredibly bizarre in a sexy way and sort of dares the audience to be aroused, not in a demeaning way but sort of like the wolf orgies in howling 2, except the example in this movie is a thousand times weirder and better!! and i think for me the magic of cinema is the feeling of total awe that a bunch of people got together and thought of something like this, and then wrote it down on a piece of paper, and showed it to other people who thought it was such a good idea that they wrote a check for…