"Your worst quality can also be your best."

I've felt so embarrassed about all the time I've spent on this blog not writing about werewolf movies, that I've decided to tell you about another one.

This week's Thursday Thriller is Uncaged.

This 2016 Daniel Robbins film is about a college boy named Jack (Ben Getz). When Jack was a child, his mom murdered his dad, but you'd never know it by how well-adjusted he seems at a frat kegger, at least compared to his friends Turner (Kyle Kirkpatrick), who, wearing a camera on his head, busts into a room where two girls are making out and tries to negotiate a three-way, and Brandon (Zack Weiner), who takes his first bong rip and gets himself kicked out of the party for grabbing a girl's boob.

The three bros go to spend their Christmas break at Jack's uncle's house, and soon Jack finds himself waking up naked outside. He borrows Turner's Go-Pro to find out why and discovers he's a werewolf. One of his killings makes the news and Jack decides to track down the only eyewitness to find out what she saw. Turns out she's the wife of a gangster. Complications arise and Brandon's sexual awkwardness escalates.

But was it a good movie? It was better than Little Dead Rotting Hood.

Uncaged streams on Netflix.

Don't forget to come see me at The Devil's Attic this weekend. Mention Uncaged at the ticket booth and get $2 off admission.