Sick to death of vampires? Here’s your chance to revisit another classic monster from the Universal stable. Oscar-winners Hopkins (looking strangely amused) and Del Toro (brooding) star as lycanthropic father and son in this just-OK relaunch of a very old franchise. Story sticks to the source material: when Lawrence’s brother Ben disappears, he returns from many years abroad to his family estate, to find his destiny intertwined with the local legend of a werewolf curse. Also looking for answers is Ben’s fiancée (Blunt). Great-looking production (and the work of makeup whiz Rick Baker) may amuse you and gross you out by turns; it just won’t scare you very much. Over the last 70 years we’ve seen werewolves in various incarnations: way before New Moon and this, there was The Howling, Wolfen, An American Werewolf in London, Jack Nicholson’s Wolf…and do you remember Michael Landon pre-Bonanza in I Was a Teenage Werewolf and its remake with Michael J. Fox, Teen Wolf (then-headline: “Fox plays wolf”). But Universal’s original Wolf Man from 1941, Lon Chaney Jr., elicits more sympathy than Del Toro. The movie looks great, though: did I mention that? Composer Elfman, the go-to guy for gothic since his long-ago Batman score, provides effective mood music.