I’m just going to come right out and say it. This movie is bizarre. It’s good, but it’s out there. It keeps a nice steady sense of dread and unease but laces it with some twisted dark humor.
A lot of big things happened in 1990. Mr. Bean debuted on television, Nelson Mandela was released from prison, the Ultimate Warrior defeated Hulk Hogan for the WWF Heavyweight Championship at Wrestlemania VI, Germany reunified, Rangers F.C. won their 2nd consecutive league title in their historic “9 in a Row” run and Frankenhooker was released.
If you read the description and expected something along the lines of The Godfather or Citizen Kane you should get your head checked. When I got the synopsis of Hell Comes to Frogtown I was expecting a bizarre and thoroughly entertaining movie. That’s what I got.
Most people (at least people my age and older) know the iconic image of Lon Chaney, Jr. as the Wolf Man. Most people, however, aren’t familiar with Henry Hull. Henry Hull was the lead in Universal’s first werewolf film, Werewolf of London.