"Tonight smells like another bloody incident perpetrated by humanity."

Sorry I've been neglecting you mortals. I've had to let this blog fester for a bit because I've been up to my horns in The Devil's Business.

My menagerie of evil souls, The Devil's Attic, opens Sept. 13 and I've got some new scares in store for you. And to tide you over until then the Louisville Zombie Walk is next Saturday. Yes, it's time to raise a little Hell.

Because it's Zombie Month, I've been rerunning some of my favorite zombie movie reviews over on my Facebook page, but I understand how trying these times must be for you without me telling you what to watch. You know, the kind of movies where your significant other walks into the room and asks what the fuck you're watching.

"Why are you watching that?"

"Because The Devil told me too."

I have just such a movie for you, this week. Yes, it's Zombie Month, but more importantly tonight is the full moon, so we're taking a little break from ambulatory deceased persons.

This week's Thursday Thriller is Wolf Guy: Enraged Lycanthrope.

Kazuhiko Yamaguchi directed this 1975 action thriller that stars Sonny Chiba as Akira Inugami, a crime-fighting werewolf who curiously never transforms. He is, however, an indisputable badass who has sex with lots of ladies and can kick gangster's asses with little more than a pocket of loose change. He gets stronger as the moon gets fuller.

One night a guy in the street died in Inugami's arms. He was babbling something about tiger's claws, hallucinating about tigers, and was shredded to bits by an unseen tiger claw-like force. Turns out the guy was in a band called The Mobs who had been gang-raping a singer named Miki (Etsuko Nami) at the behest of a vengeful gangster boss. One of the musicians gave her syphilis, so she put the curse of the tiger claw on all of them and took to singing about the curse at strip clubs while keeping her clothes on and upsetting all the patrons.

Then it gets weird.

Suffice it to say, Wolf Guy is a wild ride with all the funky, fuzzy wah-wah musical score you can handle. Turn on your lava lamp, kick off your shoes and dig your toes into the shag carpet for this one. It's perfect for the full moon. It streams on Shudder, with optional commentary by Joe Bob Briggs.

I'll try not to be such a stranger from now on. See you soon.