Werewolf of London (1935) was one of the earliest Hollywood films about werewolfdom; as such, it is ponderous and self-important.

[W]ho ſo forward to accuſe, to debaſe, to revile, to crow-treade an other as the arranteſt fellow in a country?

Chelsea squealed as Shady pressed his tongue against her vertical lips getting a good taste of her clit.

For he holds, that there is a certain virulent anodyne Quality in extravenated Blood, or in some such Matter, which makes the Kidney forget its Office of separating the forum and so sends it back to the Belly.