Thoughts on “Howl”

Alright, friends, gather around! Today we’re diving into “Howl,” a movie that’s been gnawing at my thoughts like a mosquito in July. First off, props to the director Paul Hyett for making public transport more terrifying than it already is. I mean, who knew that a late-night train ride could feel so frickin’… hair-raising?

With the ever-captivating Sean Pertwee lending his steely presence to the role of the train guard, it’s like the movie’s nudging us, asking, “What could possibly go wrong?” Well, a lot, apparently—especially if there are blood-thirsty creatures lurking in the night. And talking about night, do you folks remember those midsummer evenings by the lake when everything seems absolutely perfect UNTIL a mosquito orchestra decides to start up in your ear? That was the vibe I picked up—serene yet something sinister creeping in.

What I appreciate, or perhaps appreciate with a bit of hesitation, is the way Hyett sidesteps the usual cliché pitfalls. Yet, I couldn’t help but muse if some parts were just a little too predictable. You know that feeling when you go for lösgodis, and you can almost taste the watermelon candy, but it’s really just another cola one lying in ambush? Yeah, like that.

Now, let’s talk about the ensemble. It’s a quirky ode to the train culture—or perhaps ‘pendelkaos,’ if you will—that every commuter on the T-Centralen can understand. There’s something inherently amusing about seeing folks trying to avoid eye contact while there’s chaos around.

Maybe it’s not a masterpiece, but “Howl” certainly gave some chills—and chuckles. So, if you’re up for a juicy blend of horror and unexpected humor, this just might be your ticket to a fun, albeit spooky, movie night. Kanske ta med en kompis, or a mosquito net, just in case.

Check the trailer below