by Hans J. Wollstein
review
If nothing else, The Cry of the Werewolf proves that Columbia was nowhere close to Universal when it came to World War II-era shockers and this treatise on lycanthropic folklore is certainly a far cry (no pun intended!) from the rival studio's classic The Wolf Man (1941). The only departure from established werewolf practices is that the monster this time is a woman, the stylish Nina Foch to be exact. But screenwriters Griffin Jay and Charles O'Neal did Miss Foch no favors by awarding her as dull a leading man as Stephen Crane. The latter, in his screen debut, is best remembered as number two (or was it three?) in Lana Turner's seemingly endless series of husbands and the father of her only child, Cheryl Crane.
