May 5, 2011
The Book of Were Wolves by S Baring-Gould
I like that his name sort of sounds like Ghouls.
Okay – I have to be honest. I chose this book off of the Kindle free list just because it sounded were-wolfy. It wasn't too bad. It was bad, but not too bad. Understand that it was written in 1865 by a man who was trying to show that there were were-wolves in a pseudo-science way. He does a lot of historical referencing and psycho-babbling and in the end, presents a lot of grizzly "proof" that were-wolves are really just people who think they turn into wolves and in that mental state perform horrible acts. Some of the historical horrible acts really have nothing to do with were-wolfs, but they do make modern atrocities fairly lame in comparison – women using fresh blood to clear their complexion, princes getting off on a kill the children fetish – that sort of thing.
Still, I like the hairy transformation were-wolf idea better. It is more – shall we say "romantic". Heck, by the Baring-Gould definition of a were-wolf, Jeffry Dahmer qualifies.
Howwwwwwwwwl – but not only at the full moon. I tell you, Lupin would be disappointed in this book.
Don't read it. I give it a two.
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