We Are All Teenage Werewolves

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New York Times Magazine | May 2011

Every culture has told some version of the wolfman story. But can a souped-up, sexed-up MTV werewolf win over a generation that takes its monsters very, very seriously?

On a Wednesday in March, in a narrow trailer somewhere outside Atlanta, Dr. Funk and Dr. Dre, two special-effects makeup artists, were busy turning two young men, both named Tyler, into werewolves.

Dr. Funk’s real name is Greg Funk; Dr. Dre’s real name is Andre Freitas. My guess is that one of the Tylers started this “Dr. Funk”/“Dr. Dre” thing, probably Tyler Posey, who plays the primary teenage wolf on “Teen Wolf,” a new MTV series loosely based on the 1985 Michael J. Fox film of the same name. He is, at 19, one of the youngest members of the cast and exactly the kind of hyper goofball who’d make up rap names for the makeup artists. It might also have been Tyler Hoechlin, who plays Derek, the older, brooding werewolf who sort of mentors Posey’s character in the way of the lycanthrope, but he’s 23, and calmer, so I doubt it.

It was the final day of principal photography on the first season of the show, which has its premiere in early June, and as Posey and Hoechlin had their fierce, sloping, man-wolf foreheads and Hugh-Jackman-as-Wolverine sideburns applied one last time, the prevailing vibe was school’s-out-for-summer. Funk and Freitas had a classic-rock playlist going on Funk’s iPod — Lynyrd Skynyrd, Jeff Buckley, Neil Young, the Beatles. Posey in particular seemed barely able to sit still, or resist luring Hoechlin into mock arguments in the “Shut up/No, you shut up” vein.

MTV’s “Teen Wolf” was conceived as a darker, sexier reimagining of the “Teen Wolf” story, and also a gorier one. Within the first few minutes of the pilot episode, for example, Posey’s character, Scott McCall, discovers the naked, dismembered body of a young woman in the woods. So it’s clear right away that this will not be a sweet, silly sports comedy, like the old “Teen Wolf.” There will also be brooding! There will probably not be triumphant werewolf-basketball montages!

And there will be blood! The supplies at Funk and Freitas


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