Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Teen Wolf Season 1








This show is a good show for The WereWolf Fans. I think it started cause of the Vampire fans got there Shows Vampire being Hairless The Bear fans would want Werewolfs more.
Heres NewYork Times Review

A Teenager Learns He’s a Breed Apart

Not too long into the initial hour of “Teen Wolf,” MTV’s cheeky new foray into supernaturalism, a mother hands her date-bound son the keys to the car and attempts a quick talk on safe sex. Incredulous at this display of mom corniness, he asks if she is joking. No, she isn’t, and she tells him, “I’m not going to end up on some reality television show with a pregnant 16-year-old.”

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That line is funnier if you know that MTV is the network of “16 and Pregnant,” “Teen Mom” and “Teen Mom 2,” the unwed mothering genre having been hatched not long after the network declared that it was aiming to become less frivolous. In 2008, responding to falling ratings, MTV sought a new direction, one that an executive at the time said would focus “more on young people proving themselves,” because “these are the themes that are consistent with the Obama generation.”
Like an unlicensed physician, MTV is not necessarily to be trusted. By the following year it had translated “Yes We Can,” to “Yes we can deliver Snooki.”
Now ostensibly entering a new phase, or merely following through on its original promise, MTV is trying to capitalize on the national lust for shape-shifting narrative. At the very least, werewolves prove themselves, and “Teen Wolf” (which starts on Sunday), as the title makes evident, is about a high school student, Scott McCall, who suddenly develops the capacity for lupine morphing. The first indication that things have really changed for him surfaces on the lacrosse field, where his mean, ridiculing coach typically benches him. Suddenly Scott (Tyler Posey) can do some amazing work in goal.
“Where did you get your juice?” a vicious teammate asks.
“My mom gets all the groceries,” he replies obliviously.
It is hard to remember that there was once a sunny time in American pop culture when teenagers — by which we usually mean teenage girls — were content with the consumerist pseudo-realism of “Beverly Hills, 90210,” “The OC” or the “Gossip Girl” franchise. Vampire novels sent the “Gossip Girl” books into a kind of oblivion, and “Supernatural,” a CW series about young demon chasers, has been beating the television adaptation of those books in the ratings.
The tarnished economy has probably played some part in a receding interest in teenagers who collect sports cars and $2,000 handbags as if they were giveaways at a Dairy Queen. But the rising popularity of occult story lines arguably has a few roots in the cult we have made of youthful achievement.
By the fourth and final “Twilight” novel, “Breaking Dawn,”the heroine Bella Swan’s ultimate reward is a kind of Tiger Mom nirvana. Having mated with a vampire, she gives birth to an extraordinary girl who clearly will require no drills or browbeating for Caltech admission. The child can speak articulately, walk, run, dance and read in infancy. At three months, she is demanding Tennyson at bedtime. Here, nurturing is no substitute for advanced breeding: bear children with superiors and you’ll never have to bother with 10,000 hours of clarinet practice. The most insidious dimension of “Twilight” isn’t the sexual abstinence message but rather its invitation to eugenics.
“Teen Wolf” stands not only as a necessary critique of exceptionalism but also of the idea that parents, either by nature or nurture, really have all the control they imagine over how their children turn out. The series is based loosely on the 1985 movie of the same name, which starred Michael J. Fox as a werewolf who inherits his abilities from his father. In the new version, Scott acquires his strengths not genetically but rather when he is bitten by a wolf one night when he is out in the woods with a friend who persuades him to go looking for a dead body. Children will develop talents in the most unpredictable ways, so there is probably little point in foisting your agendas on them.
From the start, Scott is ambivalent about his fortunes. “Teen Wolf” poses questions that seem more invaluable now than ever: What is the real value, in essence, of living high above the rest? And what do you sacrifice by doing so? Yes, boys and girls, “Teen Wolf” has more to say than “Jersey Shore.”
TEEN WOLF

TimeWarner Review


Though there is some satisfaction in being reminded that supernatural curses were being used as metaphors for adolescence long before "Twilight" author Stephenie Meyer was born (the original "Teen Wolf" was a homage/rip-off of the classic 1957 "I Was a Teenage Werewolf"), that may be all the satisfaction a viewer can derive from "Teen Wolf." Pick-pocketing from not just every werewolf-related drama you can think of (including but not restricted to "An American Werewolf in London," the "Twilight" series and the BBC's "Being Human"), creator Jeff Davis also helps himself to the most obvious conceits of the high school drama: Look, there's the big mean jock and his vicious Miss Popular girlfriend making fun of the nerds. Add a few musical numbers and you'd have "Glee" meets "The Vampire Diaries," although that actually sounds like a much better show.
"Teen Wolf" opens with Scott McCall (Tyler Posey) lashing the net to his lacrosse stick, which turns out to be the most original scene in the pilot. (As a Maryland native, I applaud any attempt to bring lacrosse to national attention.) Things quickly, which is to say instantly, devolve. Scott's best friend, Stiles (Dylan O'Brien), lures him into a nearby bare and ominous wood where police are searching for the other half of a young woman's body and also whatever killed her. Now, boys will be boys, but honestly. While Stiles cracks jokes about murder and contaminates a police scene, Scott drags on his inhaler and dreams of being a lacrosse star, which anyone can see is Simply Impossible.
Well, you know what happens next. A little rising mist, a few haunted house howls and one nasty bite later, Scott awakens to discover he doesn't need that dang inhaler anymore because he is the best lacrosse player on the team, possibly in the world. Also, he can hear and smell stuff a mile away, which allows him to court the lovely new girl in town (Crystal Reed). Possible drawback: He's a werewolf. Only not really. He's more werewolf-adjacent — pointy ears, fangs, yellow eyes but a human face, and when he wakes up from his moonlit adventures, he still has his boxers on.
Scott quickly finds both a mentor in Derek (Tyler Hoechlin), who promises to help him "control" his urges, and a crossbow-wielding nemesis who has been "hunting our kind for centuries." Werewolf-hunting being, at least in the current climate of inter-curse tolerance, a bad thing.
MTV's attempt to populate the barren landscape between Disney and the CW is admirable, and perhaps the domestication of monsters has not quite run its course. But "Teen Wolf" would be a much better show if it took its own advice — stop trying to imitate other people and just be yourself.
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