John Landis Does NOT Want His Son Max To Remake "An American Werewolf in London"
IndieWire- The last time somebody tried to mess with John Landis’ landmark 1981 horror movie “An American Werewolf in London,” audiences got the abysmal spiritual sequel “An American Werewolf in Paris.” Somebody should probably tell that to John’s son, Max Landis. The outspoken young Landis announced last fall he is planning on writing and directing a new remake of his father’s “An American Werewolf in London,” which sounds kind of cute until you realize just how perfect the original is and just how unqualified Max Landis is to be doing anything remotely related to his legendary father.
“I advised him not to do it,” John Landis told Collider about the remake, which he hasn’t personally seen the script for yet. “I think he’s putting himself in a bad position. My son is brilliant, he really is, and he wants to do it. So what am I going to say? No? I know it won’t be as bad as ‘An American Werewolf In Paris,’ which was shit. So, I don’t know.”
Here’s a little know fact about me: Max Landis is one of my worst enemies. Maybe the worst. I don’t think he knows that, but goddamn pal, I know that. I’m pretty much writing this blog to publicly get it out there that I hate this guy. His dad made An American Werewolf in London in 1981 and it remains the best werewolf movie of all time. The practical effects in it still hold up for the most part, and it FOR SURE doesn’t need to be remade. Not by Max, at least. He wrote Chronicle, the found-footage film about kids who get the power of the force, which was pretty good, and then shit the bed with rancid diarrhea over and over again. Here’s the track record since then:
“All of his movies hover around 50% though, Robbie, they can’t be THAT bad!” Incorrect, reader. 50% movies are the WORST movies, because they’re not so bad they’re good. They’re just so bad they’re bad. He went on this cringe inducing rant after American Ultra rightfully bombed at the box office, too…
So now this clown is trying to remake his dad’s classic, and his dad is like, “I guess I can’t stop him but I really wish he’d fucking stay away from my shit.” In a world dominated by movie remakes, this has to be the most insulting thing I’ve ever seen. It’s not hard to get the blessing of the original creator if you want to remake their movie in 2017, because they know it’ll make a billion dollars from nostalgia and the member berries. To not even be able to get YOUR DAD’S approval because you’re such an embarrassment, ouch.