As before, the story has an Americanized Lawrence Talbot returning home to the U.K. (Wales, specifically, in the original) to reunite with his estranged father (Hopkins here, Claude Rains originally). He becomes interested in Gwen Conliffe—an antique-shop owner (Evelyn Ankers) in the original, his murdered brother's fiancée (Blunt) here—and on encountering a werewolf contracts the curse. Unlike the 1941 film, which was set in the present day, the remake takes place in 19th-century Victorian England, and adds Scotland Yard inspector Francis Aberline (Weaving), a fictionalized version of the real-life London Metropolitan Police Chief Inspector Frederick "Francis" Abberline, one of the main constabulary on the Jack the Ripper case.
Johnston had only three weeks of pre-production, he says, because the studio "had already spent so much money and had gone down this road with Mark Romanek, and said, 'We have to start shooting the movie at this point.' I think a lot of it involved possibly actors' contracts and a release date. Fortunately for me, Mark Romanek made a lot of good choices. He cast some great actors"—the three leads were all aboard by this point—“I was able to cast a few more good ones, and I was able to change a few of the locations that I didn't think were great."
The movie's final locales include, he says, "the home of the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire, up in a place called Chatsworth, three-and-a-half hours north of London; [the village of] Castle Combe; and the village of Blackmore. We did a lot of stuff down in [the protected national park of] Dartmoor, on the moors" in Devon, England. Studio work was done at Pinewood Studios, in Iver Heath, Buckinghamshire.
The quick pace tested him but was liberating, Johnston declares. "Sometimes when you have all the prep time in the world and you're given all the money and everything you want, you can have this vision that basically is cast in concrete. And what happens is, when you get on the set and things start to go wrong, you have this death-grip on your vision. At some point you have to recognize, 'OK, I have to be flexible about my vision because what I thought I had, I don't have. I've got something different, so how do I adapt to those changes?’”
Some of that adaptation was taking place in the editing room even as Johnston spoke. Editor Goldblatt "was doing stuff that I didn't want Walter [Murch] to do, because the studio said, 'Can we try this, can we try that?' and I said, 'Yeah, we can try it, but Walter's doing the official cut, Walter's doing my cut.' I said, 'Look, why don't you hire Mark and put him down in this editing suite where he has access to the footage, and he can try what he wants. He might come up with some great stuff and we'll put it in the cut. Let Mark do his thing and I will sit here with Walter and we'll be cutting the official version of the movie.' Mark came up with some interesting things that ended up in the [final] cut, and there was a lot of stuff he did that was not in the cut."
Neither testing nor gypsy fortune-tellers can predict how well a movie will play with audiences, but Johnston—who says he took a four-year work hiatus in 2004 "because I was so burnt out after Hidalgo" (his unsuccessful Viggo Mortensen horse movie)—isn't stressing.
"I've got my next job and I'm not going to worry about the success or the failure of the picture," he reflects. "I can only use my instincts and say, 'I think this is the best version of that scene. This is the best take. This is the best piece of music for this scene.' And I can't start second-guessing myself and thinking, 'What does the audience want to see? What does the studio think is the best solution for this?' You can't start doing that, because after a while it all becomes a blur and you forget what your original instinct was."
That "next job" is the much-anticipated The First Avenger: Captain America, featuring the Marvel Comics superhero created by Joe Simon and Jack Kirby in 1940 for Marvel's forerunner, Timely Comics.
"We're in prep," Johnston says. "Rick Heinrichs is production-designing and we're set up down in Manhattan Beach [California]. It's the part of the process that I love the most," he enthuses. "We have eight or ten really talented artists, and we all just sit around all day and draw pictures and say, 'Hey, wouldn't it be cool if we could do this?' It's that phase of the production where money doesn't matter: ‘Let's put all the greatest stuff up on the wall and [then later] see what we can afford.'" The film, he says at this early stage, will begin "in 1942, 1943" during World War II. "The stuff in the ’60s and ’70s [comic books] we're sort of avoiding. We're going back to the ’40s, and then forward to what they're doing with Captain America now."
In the meantime, he's got his current film to finish—since even a director who is pure in heart and says his prayers by night may become outcast if The Wolfman falls behind when the winter moon is bright.



