Directed By: John Fawcett
Release Date: 21 April 2001
Running Time: 108 min
Horror Type: Werewolves
Sex? - SOME
Gore? - SOME
Momel's Rating: 3/5
Menstruating girls don't grow hair excessively scattered all over their developing bodies. Menstruating girls don't suddenly become lasciviously promiscuous like dogs in heat. Horny, yes, but excessive? Menstruating girls don't develop canine instincts, grow fangs, and they sure as hell don't grow a tail. Menstruating girls become women, and they don't become werewolves. Menstruating girls are all of these in Gingersnaps.
This movie follows the descent of two teenage sisters who started as boring enough, not to mention too cliche, with their consuming passion for death and dying. They turned lame as one of them develops lycanthropic (werewolf-ish) attributes after a very violent encounter with a, well, guess what, a werewolf. Like most werewolf movies where there's usually some sort of transmission involved, the supporting character finds out a cure to lift the curse. The climax usually is in how they try to administer the cure, because them werewolves don't take too kindly to sitting down still and saying ahhh.
Its a world of fun the first time around, but, unlike vampires, which are a whole hell sexier and less hairy, it starts to bite in the long run.
It's not scary, it's not even jumpy. It doesn't have much filler sex, which is weird since I believed the story on its own needed a lot of serious distraction. The kills are both uncreative, it's mostly bites, and reservedly scattered. And the only reason why I gave it a three is because of this decidedly tragic and altogether moving fate of their sisterhood so powerfully played out and appeals to anybody's inner drama queen.