Image by xploitme via FlickrI'm not going to spend a whole lot of time on this one because that's exactly how much time it spent on plot.
The Wolfman wasn't a very bad film. It may have successfully brought back the classic monster genre, but it could have been a much better film in general than it turned out to be. Don't get me wrong: if you don't care about a shallow plot, expendable characters and predictable twists, you'll quite enjoy being creeped out by Anthony Hopkins, watching werewolves tear the guts out of people and jumping at false-scares.
What's so wrong about this movie? Pretty much everything a film geek looks for. The cinematography was pretty beautiful and the transformation process was nearly perfect, but that's about it. There was precious little plot, almost no character development, subplots that never went anywhere, pacing that seemed to fly right by any sort of exposition, and no real investigation into the origin of the monster.
These grievances were balanced by a healthy dose of beautiful and visceral images, heart-pumping action and the glorious awesome of two real werewolves battling to the death. So if all you're looking for is some monster action and some scary bits in a period piece, then you're going to enjoy it. Like I said, it's not all bad. Just doesn't have any real meat to it.