The moon rises. The blood spills. And humanity fades. Frenzy Moon is a feral, pulse-pounding descent into werewolf terror — a throwback to practical horror with a modern viciousness that refuses to blink. Directed by cult filmmaker Gregory Lamberson (Slime City, Killer Rack), this is old-school monster mayhem reborn for a new generation of midnight screamers.
The setup is classic, but Lamberson turns it razor-sharp: six college friends on a celebratory getaway find themselves stranded in a remote cabin deep in the woods. When a drifter — played by Michael Paré in a hauntingly understated performance — stumbles into their camp warning of “the cursed night,” disbelief turns to panic as the howls begin.
What follows is a masterclass in escalation. Shadows stretch, windows shatter, and the first transformation scene hits like a gut punch — practical effects tearing through skin and sound alike. The werewolves aren’t CGI abominations; they’re snarling, sinewy nightmares rendered with physical artistry, drenched in moonlight and mayhem.
The group dynamic splinters fast — alliances crumble, paranoia reigns, and the line between predator and prey blurs. Each character is given just enough backstory to make their demise sting. By the second act, it’s not just survival — it’s confession through carnage.
Lamberson’s camera thrives in the dark. The forest becomes a labyrinth of shadows and breath, the cabin a cage of creaking wood and dripping blood. The practical effects team delivers brutal, tactile transformations — fur ripping through flesh, eyes glowing like coals — and the sound design amplifies every crunch and snarl with disturbing precision.
Thematically, Frenzy Moon taps into something primal — the fear of losing control, of instincts devouring morality. Beneath the gore beats a question: If the moon revealed your truest self… would you still be human?
The final act is unrelenting. The survivors barricade themselves in a collapsing cabin as the alpha werewolf — a towering, unforgettable creation of teeth and tragedy — breaks through in a finale soaked with blood and moonlight. The closing shot, a lone survivor limping through dawn as the moon fades, lands like a whisper of despair.
💬 Film Verdict:
⭐ ★★★★☆ (9/10) — “Frenzy Moon” is pure horror adrenaline — practical, primal, and beautifully brutal. Lamberson crafts a love letter to werewolf cinema that howls with heart and hunger. When the moon rises, fear reigns. 🌕🩸
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