Things we know about werewolves: they go to the gym a lot, they take their shirts off when it starts raining, they transform when girls don’t fancy them, they’re Native Americans, they’re made of pixels, they’re really, really bad at acting.

Let’s start again. Back in 1941, back before New Moon and Taylor Lautner, The Wolf Man and Lon Chaney clawed out the real template for the modern movie lycanthrope. And in March 2006 – just two months after Eli Roth’s Hostel kickstarted an ugly new “torture-porn” fad for the horror genre – Universal Pictures announced they were reaching through the cobwebs into their darkest vaults to resurrect one of their greatest monsters. The Wolfman would howl again.

Benicio del Toro signed to play the tortured man who transforms into a murderous lycanthrope. Se7en and Sleepy Hollow scripter Andrew Kevin Walker would write the screenplay and Mark Romanek – the TV commercial stylist and One Hour Photo director – was set helm his eagerly-awaited second movie.

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