The Werewolf And The Yeti’s pre-cert VHS release was banned in the UK by the BBFC under the Video Recordings Act of 1984, and was featured on the “Video Nasties” list. Interestingly, although the film would be one of several titles quickly dropped from the Video Nasty list, and despite many of the titles on the original list finally achieving release anyway, The Werewolf and the Yeti has never been released in the UK – it remains unavailable to this day. The version I watched was acquired online and had no English subtitles or dubbing, but the quality of the film was surprisingly good. Hey, the dialogue isn’t that crucial in a film called The Werewolf And The Yeti! My Spanish isn’t great, but I was still able to follow what was going on for the sake of this article…
The plot revolves around intrepid anthropologist and doomed werewolf-to-be Waldemar Daninsky as he joins an expedition led by Professor Lacombe to Tibet in search of Yetis. Becoming stranded at a hotel during a snowstorm Waldemar and a guide who claims to know a secret path through the mountains, decide to chance it and head out into the storm. They eventually become lost in the snow-covered terrain and the guide does a runner, leaving poor Waldemar to the mercy of the elements.
Wondering about in a snowstorm-induced daze, it isn’t long before he happens across a cave in which he takes shelter. Exploring its Mario Bava-lit depths, he happens upon two sisters who ‘revive’ him by performing various sexual acts. Unfortunately, they also turn out to be cannibalistic vampire-witches who feast on the flesh of their lovers. Waldemar manages to dispatch them, though not before he is bitten by one of them, and subsequently infected with ‘the curse of the beast.’
Meanwhile, Professor Lacombe and his expedition group have been taken prisoner by uber-bandit, Sekkar Khan. Lacombe’s totally hot daughter Sylvia manages to escape and is pursued by Khan’s men into the snow-swept wilds. As her pursuers catch up to her, with rape on their minds, Waldemar – who has turned into a werewolf – slaughters her attackers and saves her. Sylvia faints and when she awakes she encounters a disorientated Waldemar. They seek sanctuary in an abandoned monastery where they are told how to break ‘the curse of the beast’ – either by stabbing the werewolf with a silver dagger or administering the blossom of a mystical flower. Their stay at the monastery comes to a sudden end when they are captured and taken to the mountain fortress of uber-bandit Sekkar Khan. Hey, that’s where that bizarre title Hall of the Mountain King must come from!
Waldemar is chained up and made to watch as a captive woman is flayed alive; the skin from her back used to treat an unusual skin condition Khan suffers from. A sadistic sorceress called Wandessa, who also tries to seduce Waldemar, carries out the flaying, but he resists her evil charms. Meanwhile, Sylvia manages to escape from her cell along with several other scantily-clad women and free Waldemar, who then defeats Khan in an action-packed, leap-attack fuelled tussle. Realising that he is turning into a werewolf again, Waldemar attempts to abandon Sylvia for her own safety, only for the poor girl to wind up getting herself captured by the eponymous and hitherto elusive yeti. Finally, we get to the battle of the title, as Waldemar turns into a werewolf and has an action-packed, leap-attack fuelled tussle with the yeti. Needless to say, Waldemar kicks yeti butt, but is wounded in the process. As luck would have it though, Sylvia suddenly finds the magic flower that will save him. Talk about great timing! She mixes the blossom with her own blood and lets Waldemar sup it, transforming him back into human form, presumably breaking the curse. He and Sylvia then do what most folk in their position would do: wander off misty-eyed and hand in hand into the sunrise… Natch.
Naschy was apparently not particularly happy with The Werewolf and The Yeti, citing the likes of Miguel Iglesias’ direction, and the lack of brooding intensity and tragic malaise that permeated the prior Daninsky films as its major flaws. While it apparently fell short of the grand scope Naschy envisioned, The Werewolf and The Yeti is a much sought after rarity amongst fans, and Naschy even received the best actor award at the 1975 Sitges Film Festival for his performance.
The flaying scene where Melody has the skin stripped from her back is actually pretty graphic, especially when one considers when the film was made. The sex scene in the cave is perhaps another reason why the film found its way onto the video nasty list. Aside from the rather graphic two-on-one action, there’s also some just-out-of-camera-shot oral pleasuring that most likely pushed the BBFC right over the edge. In comparison with today’s standards these scenes seem quite tame, kitsch even, but at the time such scenes would have proved too provocative for censors. Wimps. Quite why the film has still never been released in the UK is a mystery though. Given that Naschy sadly passed away last year, and the huge cult following he has, the time for a release of his work in remastered form, maybe presented in a box-set, laden with extra-features – including a release of this title – is now.
According to www.naschy.com two English-language tapes are the sources of copies currently available; the now out-of-print Super Video release of Night of the Howling Beast (US/NTSC format) and the Dutch PAL on Sunrise Tapes release The Werewolf and The Yeti. The former is apparently the superior copy, despite claims by ‘reputable’ video copiers that the Dutch PAL tape contains ‘uncut’ scenes of torture, sex, nudity, cannibalism, etc, not found in other versions. Aside from the language used in the credits (the titles in the NTSC version are in Spanish, while the Dutch tape’s credits are in English), there is only one difference found between the two, and this takes place in the pre-credit sequence featuring a pan of the wintry landscape. The sequence is a few seconds longer in the Super Video ‘cut.’
This article is dedicated to Jenn over at Cavalcade of Perversions – the biggest Paul Naschy fan I know.