"Ginger Snaps"? Sounds like a biscuit but it's actually a very good horror movie. Paul Sims A cross between "Buffy the Vampire Slayer", "Heathers", and "An American Werewolf In London", the film is destined to achieve cult status. You can see it at the Broadway. Brigitte (Perkins) and Ginger (Isabelle) Fitzgerald are a pair of loners. The "geeks" of the neighbourhood. Their school projects revolve around death and suicide to the disgust of their class mates and teacher. As sisters they are very close and have created their own world around themselves. They admit no one into their lives, least of all their parents.  | | I'll just hide under the bed |
A vicious beast has been killing the local canine population. We see the results of one such killing in the first five minutes (and let me tell you I felt the blood drain out of me). On a night time escapade, Ginger is attacked by the beast and dragged into the woods. Although she survives the attack she is badly mauled. We are treated to a few glimpses the beast, which as all good movie goers we recognise as a werewolf. Before long Ginger starts to exhibit those classic signs of someone turning steadily into a lycanthrope. This allows for some interesting twists and turns as she is a teenager going through all those hormonal imbalances on top of changing into a creature of darkness. Her only hope is Brigitte, who along with local drug dealer Sam (Lemche), tries to reverse the process before people get hurt. Some ingenious cures are tried and provide a very squeamish scene involving piercing a belly button. The only disappointment is the ending which could have been better for such an inventive film, but saying that, the young actors are brilliant, the twists inventive and the shocks make you jump out of your seat. The special effects, although on a small budget, reminded me of "An American Werewolf in London", and like John Landis's master piece of horror "Ginger Snaps" skilfully combines dark humour with gore and scares. Just remember when you go and see it, don't walk home alone. 
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