Rated R, violence and nudity.
Clouds race across the sky, lightning flashes and the rain pours down.
The camera caresses the outside of a Gothic church, pausing occasionally at the gargoyles. It's a classic start for a horror flick and kicks off An American Werewolf in Paris. Before the rain has time to let up, a terrified man in a lab coat climbs out of the sewer pursued by something. Before he can reach a taxi, whatever it is crashes through a grate and drags him beneath the street. The setup may be old-fashioned, but it does get the latest werewolf movie off and running.