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I'm only here to make a comment on the greatest movie ever made. There's a scene in this flick were a werewolf/kangaroo hybrid gives birth to a little joey werewolf kangaroo hybrid, which promptly proceeds to crawl to his mother's pouch and attach to the teat. Great stuff.

Released in 1987 and written/directed by Philippe Mora, "Howling III: The Marsupials" chronicles events in Sydney, Australia, when a tribe of werewolves is discovered in the Outback with links to the thylacine (THAHY-la-sahyn), the so-called Tasmanian tiger. A young female (Imogen Annesley) escapes the abuse of the pack and flees to Sidney where she meets a guy (Leigh Biolos) who assists in getting her a part in a horror film that's being shot in the city and directed by a Hitchcock wannabe (Frank Thring). Meanwhile, an anthropologist (Barry Otto) and a professor (Ralph Cotterill) encounter a Russian ballerina (Dasha Blahova) who leads them to Flow in the Outback, where the werewolves live, led by an odd-looking hulk (Max Fairchild). Then a government task force attacks the pack (DUN dun dun).This is an extremely offbeat movie, even by werewolf flick standards, and even considering Mora's previous eccentric work with the franchise, 1985's "Howling II: Your Sister is a Werewolf." Mora was disappointed with what the studio did to his previous movie so he took full control with this one. Both of these sequels are unworthy low-budget successors to the excellent "The Howling" (1981); and yet they have their points of amusement & interest and I enjoy viewing them from time to time. "The Howling II" is worthwhile in a so-bad-it's-almost-good way whereas "Howling III" is more of the same, but switches the location from Transylvania to Australia and is more ambitious. Both movies mix goofy camp with seriousness for an odd mix, with "Howling III" in particular trying for more gravity.While I'm giving this a relatively low rating, there are some endearing elements in addition to its already noted eccentricities: Blahova is formidable as the ballerina with an impressive set of teeth (you'll see what I mean); there's a brief horror movie parody sequence; the footage of the supposedly extinct thylacine is very interesting; there's a love story that's actually kind of touching (and I'm not tawkin' bout Jerboa & Donny); you can't help but start to sympathize with the werewolves by the second half; and the climax nicely ties into the first film. Despite these positives, the movie's too strange and questionably put together to be compelling.The film runs 98 minutes and was shot in Sydney & New South Wales, Australia.GRADE: C-

While some people say this is the worst entry in the Howling series, I actually think it is one of the best of the sequels following the Joe Dante classic. Let's get one thing straight, this is an intentional camp film and takes great glee in being as cheesy as humanly possible. Here we are introduced to a new breed of lycanthrope from the Land Down- Under, a were-creature based on the long extinct thylacine. I don't want to give anything in the plot away but I would of really preferred if the movie focused more on giving us lots of werewolf action instead of focusing almost entirely on a certain romance-subplot. So in closing, I feel you should sit down with your friends and have have a laugh while watching this campy film.....

OK.OK.OK. It is surely VERY,Very easy to put this film down. It has for intent and purpose absolutely nothing to do with the two previous Howling movies - much like Halloween III - but, unlike that film, there is no doubt in my mind that this is miles and leaps better than Howling II. Set in Australia a professor of strange phenomena goes, after interceptions of Russian transmissions, to Australia to find the werewolf. He does. No surprise there. Holed away in the Australian bush is a group of barbaric lycanthropes. One wants to go to the great opera house, leaves, falls in love, has sex, is captured, and then rescued by three werewolves dressed as nuns. The film definitely has campy elements, much like Howling II. The story here is pretty absurd for the most part, and the ending about a new race surviving and coexisting...ahhhh...let me put that yawn down! There are such scenes of ineptitude that you cannot do anything but laugh. Such as: the special effects sometimes are pretty good, but other times appear shamelessly hokey(like the faces of the three nuns). How about that scene in the hospital when the bald dude goes berserk? Or when an old werewolf named Kendi takes a group of hunters on and not one of them, even though all are armed and hunting for lycanthrope, ever thinks to shoot the werewolf but rather watches each in the group get killed one by one? How about the story of the marsupial werewolf and the werewolf baby that instinctively climbs to his mother's pouch? Or, for my money the most bizarre and ludicrous, the ballerina-turning-to-werewolf scene? Despite all this - the baby werewolf special effects were rather good, to me, and surprisingly tender. The acting is not bad either. All the leads can act. The director can direct. They all went on to do quite a bit more. Barry Otto in particular does a very honest and workmanlike job as the professor out to find out more about this "lost" race. Unlike the camp effects in Howling II, some of them actually work here AND this film, even if misplaced, has heart. It looks like effort was attempted. I laughed at quite a few things that were intentionally funny. How about the movie It Came from Uranus. Funny. The bit at the end with Barry Humphries - aka Dame Edna Everage. FUNNY! And Frank Thring - the stoic Pontius Pilate from Ben-Hur - giving an over-the-top portrayal of a horror director. He is literally and figuratively larger-than-life. A real hoot too. CUT! Anyway, I liked this a lot more than my 4 might suggest yet know it is dreck and drivel, BUT compared to that piece of cinematic waste called Howling II...this is a minor masterpiece. Take Christopher Lee and Sybil Danning's chest out...you have absolutely NOTHING.