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Deep Shock (2003)

Deep Shock (2003)

The end of the world is just an eel’s length away. Get ready to squirm.

A nuclear-powered attack submarine is attacked by a mysterious underwater object which disables it with a powerful electromagnetic pulse. The Hubris, an underwater Arctic research station, witnesses the attack and reports an alarming rise in the temperature of the ice cap in the process. Shortly afterwards, the station is also attacked and so an expedition is sent to find out what happened. Once there the expedition finds that though the station is still intact, the personal have been incinerated. It isn’t long before they find out what attacked the Hubris – giant electric eels – and why.

 

With the prospect of giant electric eels doing some underwater damage making for a slight change to the usual sharks-crocodiles-snakes-spiders routine, it comes as no surprise to know that Deep Shock plays out like the majority of the Sy Fy TV movies: stock actors picked from the usual Sy Fy roster; a script that fills itself with loads of techno, military and political jargon to sound credible; action scenes which are anything but rousing and exciting; and creatures that sound alright on paper but look like cartoon monsters when rendered in CGI.

Actually I’m being a bit harsh on Deep Shock. Whilst the film does look and feel like the usual cheap-and-nasty drivel from the Sy Fy Channel and every cliché in the book is played out to full effect, the script doesn’t go down the route I expected it to and instead tries to turn itself into a credible, thought-provoking story about humans encountering other intelligence on Earth. Far from being the deadly threats that you’ll expect them to be, electrifying stock characters in underwater facilities in some form of Leviathan / Deep Star Six style sci-fi horror, the eels are supposed to be preparing the planet for its original inhabitants to return (space eels then?) and can be communicated with and made to listen. Whilst the ending to the film hardly gives resolution to the eels’ overriding purposes (after all they still want to wipe humanity from the planet), it at least gives the creatures a bit more function than just generic monsters-on-the-loose.

It’s a shame then that the eels look so poor when they are shown on screen. Blasting bolts of electricity from their foreheads and having big bulging red eyes, the fish could have been so much more had a bit of effort gone into their creation. But this is a film where concern for detail is eschewed in favour of bluster and a desire to make itself exciting, on which it fails. Deep Shock enjoys flashing off its limited budget with lots of copious special effects scenes and overly ‘futuristic-looking’ sets. The underwater research centre, the Hubris, looks like a knock-off set from The Abyss, complete with a pool for the eels to appear from (well they can’t walk around the facility so they’re kind of restricted to the places they can make contact with the humans in). Lots of dimly-lit sets with flashing lights and shaky cameras attempt to make everything look so exciting and cutting edge when in reality it just shows up the film for lacking decent production values. The underwater action scenes involving mini-subs and exterior shots of the Hubris look like cut-scenes from a computer game and a bad one at that. It’s always hard to get into something when every two minutes you’re reminded of how inferior it is to similar big budgeted films.

The sense of international scope that the film tries to convey just don’t work either. According to Deep Shock, the United Nations consists of a bunch of Eastern Europeans sitting around a computer desk in what looks like a school gymnasium with a few flags draped in the background. You never get the sense that this is anything global, especially when the film continually deals with one Eastern European guy (Velizar Binev, who crops up in loads of these films) who apparently speaks on behalf of everyone. I guess with the small cast they were required to recycle.

Low budget schlock flick rent-a-bad-guy Mark Sheppard pops up as the usual dodgy-looking slime ball he plays in all of these TV movies (see New Alcatraz, Xtinction, plus a ton of TV shows like 24 and The X-Files). David Keith gets to act all hard and ‘edgy’ as the squared-jawed action hero whilst Simmone Jade Mackinnon does nothing but smile throughout the film, even though the world is supposed to be facing a crisis, and the two are given a token romantic sub-plot. With Sy Fy re-using these actors time and time again, it gets a little predictable knowing how each character arc is going to pan out. Why not give Sheppard the hero role for a change and turn Keith into the psycho? See that’s lazy writing – Sheppard being cast as the bad guy instantly plays on our preconceptions of the character he is going to play and does a lot of the hard work of building a solid character…….ah I’ll save that rant for another time.

 

I’m sure that this would have made for a riveting forty-five minute long episode of Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea back in the 60s but as a full blown 2002 TV movie, Deep Shock strings along its limited idea as long as it can without any real pay-off. Apart from the ambitiously novel background to the electric eels, it’s business as usual as far as Sy Fy goes. And business is bad.

 

 ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ 

 

 

Piranha 3DD (2012)

Piranha 3DD (2012)

Double the action. Double the terror. Double the D’s.

Marine biology student Maddy returns home to find that her stepfather, Chet, has turned the friendly water park that they both inherited from their late mother into a seedy resort called Big Wet which features strippers as lifeguards, wet t-shirt contests and topless pools. In order to provide cheap water for the park, Chet illegally drilled into an underwater lake. Unfortunately for everyone, the underwater lake is home to the prehistoric piranha which attacked nearby Lake Victoria. On the opening day of Big Wet, the piranhas swim up the drilling pipes and into the pools.

 

Alexandre Aja’s Piranha 3-D was one of the highlights of 2010: a delightfully gratuitous middle-fingered salute to the bastions of cinematic good taste with its unhealthy array of fishy violence, a year’s supply of fake blood in just one shoot, more boobs than a porn convention, not to mention a strong cast who weren’t afraid to send themselves up and a story which finely balanced itself between parody and serious. A definitive B-movie with a big budget and even bigger promotional juggernaut behind it, Piranha 3-D was the rare instance where everything seemed to align perfectly for the ultimate success story against all of the odds. With a strong box office performance, even better DVD/Blu-Ray sales and more importantly, pretty resounding critical acclaim, the film was a shoe-in to receive a sequel.

Only Alexandre Aja wouldn’t be back at the helm and, leaving with him that real sense of perverse violence. If you’ve seen any of his serious horror films, then you’ll know that he can deliver the grim and the intense in equal measure and for all of its cartoon comedy and overblown excess, Piranha 3-D still had a warped sense of the extreme flowing beneath where you knew that you shouldn’t laugh and smile at the violence and gore but it was a nervous laugh because of the underlying cruelty. And that was why Piranha 3-D worked better than it had any right to do.

John Gulager, fresh off the Feast trilogy, was handed the reins to direct this sequel and if you’re familiar with those films, specifically the two junky sequels, then you’ll know exactly the sort of direction that Piranha 3DD is heading. Going into overdrive with the absurdity and ridiculousness, Piranha 3DD is quite possibly one of the worst sequels of all time and easily one of the biggest disappointments of the year. How hard was it for Gulager to mess up the key ingredients that made the original work?

Virtually a lower budget, scaling down of the original, the film’s first mistake is confining the bulk of its action to a small, self-contained water park as opposed to the rivers and lakes of the original. Not only does this lead to incredulous plot devices of how the piranha manage to infiltrate the park in the first place, but it shortens the life span of any tension that may come from the attack scenes. Having piranha attack a flotilla of partying teenagers in a deep-water lake is one thing – having them swim around in small, man-made ankle-deep pools is just not scary in the slightest.

The film barely comes home with a time of eighty-three minutes as well, a disgrace when you consider that there are ten minutes of outtakes and bloopers tagged on to an overlong credits sequence. With such a short running time, you’d think that the rest of the film would go at it like a bull in a china shop to make sure not a second is wasted but there’s plenty of filler throughout. I think it’s simply a case that someone had a couple of clever ideas about the piranha in a water park and then built up an entire film around them.

The main problem with Piranha 3DD is that it tries way too hard to be hilarious and outrageous. In trying to out-do the original’s tongue-in-cheek approach, Gulager is guilty of making throwaway moments a major deal. Take for instance Jerry O’Connell’s severed penis from the original, a scene which provoked laughter (and a great deal of seat-shuffling and leg crossing from the male audience) and terror at the same time. That scene is rehashed here with more focus on the deadpan and comedy instead of the horror of male castration, with the resultant scene providing one of the  worst lines of all time. The majority of the film’s comedy just falls flat on its face because it is too stupid to laugh at – funny to drunken frat boys maybe, not to anyone else watching. Piranha 3DD almost turns into a parody, something that the original was always keen to keep away at arm’s length.

There is a well-cast line-up of characters to bring life to this story though. Christopher Lloyd and Vang Rhames add continuity by reprising their roles from the first one and it’s a shame that some of the others couldn’t return. Rhames’ role is somewhat pointless (didn’t he die in the original?) but at least Lloyd is able to get a few more minutes screen time than he did before. It’s still a criminal waste of his talent to be shoehorned into a five minute cameo but at least he’s back. As far as the newcomers go, David Koechner makes for a particularly unpleasant loudmouth and is perfectly cast in the role of the slimy Chet. He gets one of the film’s best and most distasteful scenes as he tries to make a getaway from the chaos at the park. The younger cast aren’t particularly impressive, with the majority of them filling the usual token teenager roles. Danielle Panabaker is likeable enough in the lead role but the gorgeous Katrina Bowden steals the show with a line of dialogue that would make John Barrowman’s infamous line from Shark Attack 3: Megalodon sound like Macbeth (Youtube it if you don’t know).

The main star of the film is the turn by David Hasselhoff. So often the butt of jokes about his acting ability, ‘The Hoff’ has now gone full circle and embraced his deficiencies, playing up on these jokes and becoming self-aware of his own limitations as an actor. His self-mocking performance is a riot, tearing apart his Baywatch role as a lifeguard completely out of his depth when the piranhas attack the water park. Worth sitting through the rest of the film for? Not quite, but those who have stuck through the rest of the film will at least find themselves finally being entertained.

 

Piranha 3DD is a catastrophic flop. The decision to debut it in less than 100 theatres in its opening weekend in the US (a travesty considering that the original made $83m in the box office) shows that little faith was instilled in it from the start by the suits in the boardroom and this is reflected in the final product – a shallow, shameless rehashing of the original. Good-natured gratuity has been replaced by ill-fated juvenility and no doubt sounding a death knell to a possible resurgence of big budget splatter comedies.

 

 ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ 

 

 

Frankenfish (2004)

Frankenfish (2004)

Welcome to the bottom of the food chain.

A brutal attack in the Louisiana swamps leaves local police mystified so they call in outside help. A coroner and a biologist travel to the swamp where they find that a group of genetically engineered Chinese snakeheads are munching their way downstream towards a houseboat community. Meanwhile the big game hunter responsible for breeding them is in hot pursuit of his prey.

 

Based on a real life incident in 2002 where a bunch of snakehead fish were found to be breeding in a pond in Maryland, Sy-Fy decided to churn out two snakehead-themed horror films for their regular Saturday night creature feature slot. I’m not sure whether there was enough material to stretch over one film, let alone two almost identical films but that’s Sy-Fy for you. Between this and Snakehead Terror, I think all bases have been covered.

Frankenfish isn’t a complete bore and is one of the better monster-on-the-films I’ve seen in recent years. Think Tremors but only replace the desert with the swamp, houses for houseboats and the Graboids with the snakehead fish. Only this sorely lacks the wit of Kevin Bacon and Fred Ward, replacing them with the usual array of token characters and cutting out any of the off-beat humour. A huge chunk of the film takes place aboard three houseboats in a remote lagoon where the characters stranded aboard the boats are unable to get to proper dry land because of the fish in the water. So you can get a gist of the sort of set pieces you’re going to be confronted with – people making attempts to flee the boats, sometimes falling into the water and being killed off and other times being rescued in the nick of time. Even though the set pieces reek of familiarity, they are still directed with a competent flair to make them seem fresher than they have any right to be.

Frankenfish is a film which is highly unpredictable too and puts it cast through the ringer. Though the film is populated by a largely-unsympathetic bunch of characters, there are a few likeable characters in there but the film shows no mercy to whether the audience wants to see them live or die. If you think you know who is going to get it next, then you’re mistaken. Sadly it’s this unpredictability that, at times, gives the film somewhat of a bumpy pace as the shock of some character departures sometimes causes the film to grind to a halt. The cinematography looks great too, with the shots of the swamp really hammering home the fact that this is in the middle of nowhere and adding to this notion that these characters are facing an uncertain future. Generally speaking, Frankenfish certainly comes off a professional effort, not some cheap second-rate straight-to-video flick – when stuff like Anacondas: The Hunt for the Blood Orchid gets released in the cinema, you’re grateful that these so called second-rate flicks are more polished at a fraction of the cost.

The snakeheads themselves are pretty deadly – they’re nasty, aggressive fish in real life and so make the perfect foil for such a film like this. CGI is mixed in well with animatronics to create the illusion that these creatures do actually exist in the same physical universe as the characters – a trait which many of its ilk have often failed to convey. Not only content with using some model fish, there’s a nice old school vibe to the gore as well with plenty of blood and limbs thrown around. The finale in particular is a gruesome explosion of fish guts as the fish problem is dealt with in devastating fashion.

There is a reasonable cast of “you’ll know the face, not the name” actors including Muse Watson (the fisherman from I Know What You Did Last Summer), Reggie Lee (probably more famous for his role in TV’s Prison Break) and Thomas Arana (as Russell Crowe’s second-in-command in Gladiator) on hand to portray the usual array of businessman assholes, backwoods rednecks, dumb fishermen and the like.

 

As far as films about man-eating genetically engineered monsters go, Frankenfish is no better than all of the rest, nor is it any worse. It sits about middle ground. It’s not overly satisfying yet once it’s finished, you get the feeling that it could have been a lot worse. Is that how low my expectations have become for Sy-Fy Originals? It seems so.

 

 ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ 

 

 

Piranha 3-D (2010)

Piranha 3-D (2010)

This Summer 3D Shows Its Teeth

An underground earthquake sets free scores of man-eating prehistoric piranha fish which swim down river towards a small town on the shore of Lake Victoria, a popular spring break destination for college students. With hundreds of booze-fuelled and horny teenagers in the water, can the piranha be stopped in time?

 

Do you want a thought-provoking film which challenges the meaning of life, gives rise to question our existence and will make you change the way you live your life? If you do then clear off now. If you want boobs, blood, boobs, low brow humour, boobs, more blood, killer fish and then more boobs, you’ve come to the right place. Piranha 3-D is a silly, moronic and extremely juvenile horror flick which wears it’s exploitation heart on it’s sleeve…..and I loved every single minute of it. The film is pitched squarely towards fan boys – actually males of any demographic – with its focus on hot young females shedding their clothes at every opportunity. Sort of like a horror film crossed with one of those MTV shows in which they pitch a DJ and stage on a beach somewhere and just let chicks dance for an hour. Piranha 3-D is gloriously self-aware and self-indulgent. I can’t remember the last time I was this entertained in the cinema.

Alexandre Aja has helmed some pretty serious and brutal films during his directorial time including the remake of The Hills Have Eyes so it’s nice to see him ‘relax’ and go for something more light-hearted and trashy. The first two Piranha films back in the 70s were helmed by Joe Dante and James Cameron no less, two men who’ve got on to much bigger and better things (more so Cameron). So Aja is in good company. He knows what modern horror fans want to see and delivers. Let’s face it – 3-D is a gimmick, pure and simple. It’s not meant to be the next coming of cinema. It’s meant to add enjoyment to your viewing experience. Aja knows that and puts the 3-D to uses that James Cameron would never have considered for Avatar. The 3-D is used effectively throughout the film with all manner of things popping, erupting, exploding and jiggling on the screen. Memorable moments include a piranha emerging from someone’s mouth, Ving Rhames’ defiant stand with a detached outboard motor and, well, I’d never thought I’d say this but the 3-D severed penis probably got the biggest laugh from the cinema audience I was sat in with. There’s plenty of 3-D blood and 3-D boobs too. I actually think there were more boobs here than fish.

The flick keeps its promise of blood and delivers it in buckets during the gruesome attack scene in which the piranhas finally get to chomp down on some drunken teenagers. Bodies with flesh-stripped limbs try to drag themselves out of the water. People are ripped in two. Some young woman even has the skin ripped clean off her face. The cameras get right up close and personal during the attack scenes, thrusting you straight into the heart of the action as if you’re almost stuck in the water waiting to be devoured. The deaths are played mainly for laughs (check out Eli Roth’s hilarious cameo), adding to the absurdity of the sheer amount of gore on display. But you can tell that Aja is used to gore flicks and loves the red stuff. He knows how to milk the blood for all of its worth and the camera lingers on each moment with childish glee. The tone of the film is never in question from the opening scene and a nice rich vein of humour flows through the film. Be it funny dialogue or simply the perverse situations that the characters find themselves in, a laugh or chuckle is never more than a few minutes away (tucked in nicely between boobs and blood!)

Its official – 3-D wasn’t designed so that James Cameron could bring to life the world of Pandora in Avatar. It wasn’t to show My Bloody Valentine’s copious amounts of gore in a new and disgusting way. It wasn’t so that kids could gawp at Buzz Lightyear in Toy Story 3. 3-D was designed purely for heterosexual males the world over to enjoy the absolutely glorious sight of Kelly Brook’s 32-E chest the way that God intended it to be enjoyed. And enjoy it we shall. Funnily enough she’s not that bad an actress here although her role is to cavort naked and look good and she does both with aplomb.

This is hardly a character-driven film though and the flimsy plot does little to make us care about most of the characters but the main cast do fine in their roles. Elizabeth Shue gets to act tough as the female sheriff, Jerry O’Connell is hilarious as the sleazy porn producer and steals every scene he’s in, Ving Rhames does his typical bad ass persona as the deputy and there’s a welcome cameo part for Christopher Lloyd, channelling some of his Doc Brown character from Back to the Future into his role as the marine biologist. Richard Dreyfuss spoofs his appearance in Jaws with the film’s most throwaway scene and will bring an instant grin to the face of any fan. Spot how many times Jaws can be referenced within the few minutes that Dreyfuss is on screen.

 

Piranha 3-D is unashamedly cinematic trash but it’s proud of it and hard to resist it’s simple charm. Those who adore high-brow subtitled French art house flicks will no doubt be disgusted at what’s on display here but this film isn’t aimed at you. Inception may be a lot of critic’s choice for best film of 2010 but Piranha 3-D can’t be too far behind for pure unadulterated entertainment.

 

 ★★★★★★★★☆☆ 

 

 

Piranha (1995)

Piranha (1995)

Lost River Lake was a thriving resort… Until they discovered…

A girl and her boyfriend go missing so a private investigator is hired to find them. So enlists the help of a local mountain man to help her search near to the old army test base where they believe the teenagers to have headed. Assuming them drawn in a large pool, they drain the water into the river, accidentally releasing a horde of flesh-eating piranhas which escape into the river system. The fish proceed to munch their way down stream, heading towards a kid’s holiday camp and a newly opened holiday resort.

 

In my view, remakes are generally pointless exercises in milking cash from an established film. I don’t buy the ‘we need to update it for a new audience’ rubbish because if a film is that good, it doesn’t need an update because it will stand the test of time (The Godfather, case in point). If it could use a remake, then is the film that good enough to deserve one in the first place? When you remake a film, what route do you take? Do you change everything, contemporising it for a new time period? What elements of the original do you save? What do you pay homage to? Or do you simply follow it almost shot-for-shot, word-for-word? We could ask ourselves these questions when we witness big budget remakes of classics like Psycho and Dawn of the Dead. But who in their right mind ever thought about remaking Piranha, a decent but forgettable parody of Jaws from the late 70s?

Roger Corman – that’s who! The legendary producer oversaw a handful of remakes of his old films for cable TV and Piranha was one of them. But somewhere along the line, the writers made substantial changes to tone and content of the original. The screenplay is still virtually the same, with minor alterations to characters and story, and the film runs exactly the same as it did in 1978. Where the problem lies is that they have substituted the wit and humour of the original with more emphasis on gore and violence. This serious tone doesn’t help because at its core, Piranha was a parody and needed this light-hearted tone to make it work. Without the humour, it turns into another generic monster flick with something on the loose in the water.

The pacing of the film isn’t too bad. There’s not a lot of waste in the running time and the piranhas don’t usually go too long between meals. It’s not just semi-naked blondes who the piranhas tend to feast on either because it’s open season here so kids and dogs are also on the menu. Footage of the piranhas from the 1978 version is re-used here despite the obvious improvements in technical advancement. Rather than shoot new footage, they’ve simply ‘recycled’ footage from the archive and it shows. There also seems to be a few more breasts thrown around here than there was in the original which is a good thing. The increased focus in these two elements would be taken to the extreme in Alexandre Aja’s infinitely superior remake Piranha 3-D.

William Katt and Alexandra Paul share little chemistry as the two leads but on their own, they’re more than capable of handling themselves. Katt, in particular, at least keeps things ticking over with a likeable character you can get behind. Monte Markham has his turn as the businessman who refuses to believe that there’s a problem and won’t close his resort for fear of losing business…….you know the score by now with this stereotype. Mila Kunis makes her debut in this but you’ll be hard pressed to recognise the sweet little girl here as the stunning young woman she’s is now. Cast-wise, the film is no better or worse off than the original, though Kevin McCarthy’s barmy scientist was sorely lacking from this one.

 

Piranha is an unneeded remake which hardly breaks any new ground but at least it doesn’t damage the original too much. It’s hard to really sum up: if you’ve seen the original, you’ll have already watched this. But out of curiosity, you’ll watch it anyway. If you haven’t seen it, you’re better off with the original. But then you’ll watch this as well out of curiosity. So yeah, just watch this as well. It’s pretty solid on its own two legs.

 

 ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ 

 

 

Sea Beast (2008)

Sea-Beast-2008

It’s a feeding frenzy!

No one will believe fisherman Will McKenna when he tells everyone that a sea monster snatched one of his crew off their last fishing trip. However the amphibious man-eating monster has followed his boat back to shore where it begins feasting on the local populace for the benefit of it’s recently hatched offspring.

 

The Sci-Fi Channel strikes another blow to the heart of the creature feature with Sea Beast, another unimaginative and derivative schlocker which delivers what one has come to expect from their output (ie. very little). What we get is some bizarre cross between Jaws, Predator and any number of the trashy aquatic horrors that the Sci-Fi Channel has released over the past couple of years. Don’t they know when to quit? Obviously not judging by this. But whereas before, their creature feature films were based upon real creatures, the Sci-Fi Channel turned to mythology for inspiration (Yeti and Hydra spring to mind) and is now just making up whatever they want on the spot (Rock Monster? Sea Beast?). It seems with this mindset, there are no limits to how many of these films will be churned out and more worrying, how much worse they will get.

Anyway Sea Beast runs like clockwork. There’s the small fishing village setting. There’s the token fisherman / local town hero who needs to take matters into his own hands to sort the monster problem out. There’s the town drunk who claims to have seen the creatures before but no one believes him. There’s also a token female scientist who is on hand to provide the scientific mumbo jumbo needed to fulfil the ‘we explained the monster as best we could’ quota. There’s the teenage daughter of the town hero who predictably must disobey her father’s orders at some point to hold a party with her friends and to which the creatures will gate crash. There are a few minor characters who hang around simply waiting to be killed off. With a film as routine as this, it’s almost pointless watching in many respects.

The only reason you keep watching is the possibility that the film might actually spring a few surprises – that isn’t the case here and gets as predictable as the lousy summer weather in the UK. The script, if you can call it that, doesn’t do anyone any favours at all – from the fact that the creatures attack in the most ridiculous of places (which means that the CGI looks way more ropey that it needs to be) to the idiotic things that the characters do. The cast isn’t too bad with Corin Nemec making for a passable hero but they’re given a thankless task in trying to make the mundane dialogue actually mean something.

The sea beasts actually look a little like Venom (from Spider-Man 3 and the comics). It’s got a weird ability to stealth itself like the Predator and can jump massive distances into the air in order to escape its prey. They can spit out slime which paralyses their victims and are generally a nasty piece of work. The creature itself is such a bizarre creation that it takes believability to the next level and it’s actually hard to stomach it actually existing. I can picture the thought of a giant octopus, mutated shark or even 30ft eels but to create a whole new breed of monster and give it almost comic book-like powers is just taking it a little too far. You also get plenty of monster P.O.V. shots of it homing on its victims. All that the thing needed was the shoulder mounted cannon and it would have given the Predator a definite run for its money.

They’re very well fed too but that’s another problem I have with these recent monster flicks – there’s too many people being eaten. The older monster flicks never had massive body counts and mainly a few insignificant characters were killed off before one or two main characters. But at least when characters were killed off, it felt special. We had emotional bonds to the few main characters who got killed off (come on, everyone hated it when Quint got killed in Jaws). Here there are that many people getting killed left, right and centre that the novelty of the creatures are taken away and the deaths just become routine. The characters killed off are generally just extras with no dialogue and we get the feeling that the main characters here are going to be ‘invincible’ and make it through to the end.

 

Some of the Sci-Fi Channel’s aquatic horrors have been reasonably entertaining (I’m thinking of Loch Ness Terror here) but this one is just scraping the barrel. Sea Beast stoops to a new low of ridiculousness and tedium that will be pretty hard to beat. But knowing the Sci-Fi Channel, they’ll be able to beat it!

 

 ★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ 

 

 

Barracuda (1978)

Barracuda (1978)

You Can Almost Hear The Screams! as the water below becomes a CHURNING DEATHBED of FLASHING TEARING TEETH!

In a top secret government experiment, the drinking water of a whole city is mixed with a chemical which makes people aggressive by depriving them of blood sugar. But the dodgy chemical plant doesn’t think straight and pumps the waste out to sea. Naturally there are still chemicals in the water and a school of barracudas are turned into man-eating killers.

 

You’d be forgiven for thinking that this was just another of those mainly crappy Jaws rip-offs released in that classic film’s wake, right? Wrong! Barracuda could win the award for ‘film that goes off on a tangent the most’ as its plot strafes from the creature feature cheapie to some sort of The X-Files conspiracy flick. Its Jaws meets The Crazies in a bizarre mixture of genres which may have worked had they not completely forgotten about the fish when the cover-ups begin.

This one starts off like Jaws as the barracuda swiftly take apart a few random divers and swimmers without any real purpose and significance. The barracuda themselves look very cheap and rubbery and the attacks aren’t done very well. We only get to see some bloody water instead of the barracudas actually chomping their way through their victims although there is a severed head shown in one scene. They attack in packs like the piranha from Piranha and although I’m not familiar with barracudas in real life, I’m sure they’re not anything like this. Coupled with the traditional underwater monster point-of-view shots that Jaws utilised so well, the barracuda might as well be any other fish with teeth because they’re not really the focus of the film. In fact the characters spend more time away from the water than they do near it. It’s the most obvious thing in the world to do – if there’s something killing people in the water, then don’t go near the water. But this is a film, not real life, so I expected to see more dumb people going for swims or fishing.

At about the halfway point, the film switches to it’s The X-Files mode as it turns into a government conspiracy and cover-up mystery film. Once this is given priority, the barracuda are hardly mentioned for the remainder of the film and there’s no resolution to their plot. They’re not killed off or dealt with in any way. I guess they’re still swimming around there, with their low blood sugar levels. It looks like they were just a cheap plot to attract ‘monster on the loose’ fans such as myself. You can actually see by the other title it went by, The Lucifer Project, that this has obviously been renamed to cash in on Spielberg’s masterpiece. I actually wanted there to be some form of ‘local festival taking place in which the local mayor wanted to keep the beaches open despite danger’ plot like there is in all of these Jaws rip-offs. But that was just a cheap ploy and the barracuda are only secondary to the real plot. It’s blatantly cheap, false advertising.

The conspiracy plot is a complete waste of time and you just know which townspeople are in on the cover-up from the way their characters have been portrayed throughout the rest of the film. The film also ends with a real twist which came as a bit of a shock to me but looking back I should have seen it coming. If Barracuda had focused on the title fish a lot more much like Piranha did and then had the cover-up plot as the secondary theme then its overall quality would have been greatly enhanced.

 

It’s funny that in Jaws, the mayor tells Chief Brody that “You yell barracuda, everybody says ‘huh, what?” Barracuda is a cheap cash-in which has little to do with killer fish and more to do with shady federal agents. Barracuda – “huh, what” indeed.

 

 ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ 

 

 

Razortooth (2007)

Razortooth (2007)

Death From Below…

Four college students head down to a swamp in a small Southern community in order to gain extra credits by helping a scientist with his research into Asian swamp eels, which are threatening the local eco-system. However they soon find out that, in an attempt to make the eels sterile, the scientist has in fact created a giant mutant eel which has an appetite far greater than the fish in the lake and is soon eating it’s way through the local population.

 

Here we go again! Another straight-to-DVD creature feature flick comes crawling out of the swamp, bringing with it a pungent smell of nasty swamp water and squelching it’s muddy feet all over the ground. Razortooth is the ultimate craptacular mix of two of the most over-populated creature feature sub-genres: the giant snake flick (come on, an eel is a snake in all but name) and that of the aquatic creature sub-genre (you really struggle to find suitable monsters except sharks in this genre). This means that there are double the clichés, double the possibilities and double the rubbish. You’ll see eels do things you could never dream of. You’ll see special effects so bottom grade, that it’s like watching a game of Pong after playing on Gears of War. You’ll see a never-ending supply of stereotypes foolishly hang around the swamp. The list is endless. Needless to say that Razortooth is hard going for those of who us who have been weaned on this sort of staple creature feature diet. There’s just no story left to tell in these films anymore. Simply swap the creature and you’ve got an entirely new film.

Right from the opening scenes of the eel munching its way through a group of cops chasing after some escaped fugitives, the film becomes more of a endurance test than an actual pleasure. How many times have you watched your favourite film? Have you got to the stage where you can recite lines of dialogue and you know the exact scene that is coming up next? Well watching Razortooth for the first time almost feels like you’re watching your favourite film for the fiftieth time. Dialogue is predictable. Characters do what you expect them to do. The film pans out in the precise manner that it should do and why is that? Because it’s so predictable and you’ve seen this before, just under names like Frankenfish and Sea Beast. I keep watching them because there’s an odd one or two that actually do something slightly different with the material. But to find that gem, you’ve got to sift through way too much rubbish.

So go on then, roll out the creature feature character clichés please……….wildlife expert and local authority figure team up to stop the eel. Check. ‘Southern’ community stereotypes including the trailer trash clan, the gun nut and the fat redneck that just eats Southern fried chicken. Check. A couple of jocks, a nerdy girl and a nerdy guy. Check. Loads of random townsfolk to provide monster fodder. Check. The scientist who has created a monster and is trying to protect it. Check. There’s just no one to root for – the two leads are more bothered about rekindling their marriage than they are trying to kill the eel. Give us some sympathetic characters we can associate with and then maybe you have room to work with the script.

The dialogue is terrible and at one ironic moment, one of the students says that “I’ve seen this movie before.” So have we, mate! The moment in question is probably the highlight of the film for me as it spoofs a scene from Tremors (where they pick up the old farmer’s hat and find his severed head lying underneath). Being that the highlight has been lifted from another film, it’s a sad indication of how little I enjoyed this.

The eel itself looks like one of the leftover heads from Hydra with its huge teeth and shiny, dome-head. I could almost imagine this thing popping up in Finding Nemo as it’s not scary in the slightest. Once again, the eel moves way too fluently and quickly for you to suspend your belief for a moment and accept that it is real. After all, that’s the intention isn’t it? This thing glides through the water with ease, climbs up trees to perform overhead ambushes and is able to squeeze through tiny water pipes in order to suck it’s victims through shower holes. In one laughable moment, some poor schmuck gets pulled down into his portaloo. Having something crawl out of the toilet to bite you is a pretty common fear but it’s handled here in such a ridiculous manner that the next time I suspect something is coming up, I’ll drop a few more pounds down to finish it off!

There’s plenty of CGI gore too as the eel likes biting body parts off some victims and swallowing others whole. It does get well fed although plot holes crop up like crazy when the eel kills off some people almost instantly (the fodder characters) but decides to swim around others for a bit, playing with them before letting them go.

 

Enough with the creature features already! Razortooth isn’t as abysmal as I’m making out, especially if you haven’t seen too many of this type of film. But for anyone else, just buy the damned film, stick it on your shelf and make a note never to watch it unless the end of the world is nigh.

 

 ★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ 

 

 

Evil Beneath Loch Ness, The (2002)

The Evil Beneath Loch Ness (2002)

Sixty Feet of Prehistoric Terror

Researchers on Loch Ness think that they have finally found the fabled Loch Ness Monster. However, when people start to die mysteriously around the Loch, they come to realise that Nessie is the least of their problems.

 

To say that it’s one of the world’s most widely-recognised mysteries of the world, the Loch Ness Monster has been given a relatively wide berth by the horror genre. You’d think that the idea of an aquatic dinosaur living in a lake in the middle of Scotland would be the ideal material for a decent creature feature flick but cinematic depictions of Nessie had been few and few between. In fact I can only think of two genre pieces (the recent Sci-Fi flick Loch Ness Terror and an earlier one called The Loch Ness Horror) – not counting Ted Danson’s gushy family film, Loch Ness. With Nessie films being in short supply, one would at least hope that the few films about it are actually decent. Despite a cast of familiar faces, The Evil Beneath Loch Ness will do nothing to change that under-representation and if they all turned out to be this bad, then it’s one mystery that is best left unexplained.

You can’t really have a proper film about Loch Ness when the film isn’t shot there! The Evil Beneath Loch Ness was filmed at a lake in California, poorly doubling for the Scottish Highlands. As local landmarks such as Urquahart Castle are part of the legend of Nessie, then surely some effort could have been made to incorporate them into the film. A second unit seems to have taken some token shots of a Scottish loch to scatter around the film but this isn’t the real deal. The problem that the Californian location is vastly different to that of Scotland is emphasised with the different vegetation on show and the fact that it’s just way brighter and sunnier than Scotland. Where are the murky, grey skies? Where’s the fog? I know that Scotland isn’t like that all year around but it’s the sort of images we conjure up in our heads when we think of the Highlands.

Not only does the film skimp on the ‘Loch Ness’ part of the title, it also skimps on the ‘beneath’ part of the title as it doesn’t look like any of it was filmed underwater. The scenes we get from beneath the surface look like they were filmed on a soundstage with the actors moving in slow motion. Slow seems to be a recurring theme though as the film is deathly sluggish and there’s a lot of exposition and unnecessary sub-plots bubbling over. It takes way too long for the monster to get down to business and even then, the kills are few and far between. In fact the monster is hardly seen, despite the blatantly obvious twist mid-way through the film which reveals that there isn’t just the one underwater menace. The same CGI shot of the monster is re-used over and over again but from different directions to give you the illusion that what you’re seeing is new footage. It’s about all you’ll see of the monster as it’s not on screen for long, which is probably for the best as it looks ropey when you do see any of it. When it does attack people, the scenes are shot so frantically that its hard to see what is going on…..not that you’ll really care.

Patrick Bergin gets top billing but doesn’t show up until half-way through and even then he just does a feeble imitation of Quint from Jaws. He gives some half-assed back story about how the monster killed his son and then for the final hunt, he dresses up in blue war paint and a kilt like Mel Gibson did in Braveheart. But the daft thing is that he’s only going underwater in a wet suit so all of the ridiculous get-up is quickly covered over! Vernon Wells, the campy bad guy from Commando, pops up as the local Scottish constable despite the fact that he has an Australian accent. With the lack of a town mayor or any form of civic governance, Wells’ fulfils the necessary role of being the one who wants to keep the lake open to tourists to save the local economy. I was wondering where they were going to cram that old chestnut into proceedings!

Brian Wummer makes for a damp squib of a male lead and Lysette Anthony co-stars as his ex-wife/TV producer boss. Their bickering is just one of many of the unnecessary sub-plots that I mentioned earlier on. Coupled with another side story about some people trying to create a hoax monster and it’s clear that the script is full of these human plots which are designed to pad out the time and avoid anything remotely expensive….or exciting.

 

The Evil Beneath Loch Ness does the legendary monster a great disservice. Featuring weak special effects, being overly talky and with a chronic lack of action and excitement, its probably a good thing that this thing wasn’t filmed on location as everyone associated with Loch Ness can forget about this blemish and pretend it never happened.

 

 ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ 

 

 

Snakehead Terror (2004)

Snakehead Terror (2004)

The fish are really biting

A small town put poison in their lake to get rid of snakehead fish that were eating everything and thus ruining local fishermen and tourism. After the snakeheads were apparently killed, some locals began dumping human growth hormones in the lake in an attempt to quickly repopulate it with fish and save the economic fortunes of the town. However some snakeheads survived being poisoned and the hormones mutate them into huge killing machines, with insatiable appetites for human flesh.

 

I’d never heard of snakehead fish before but along came a couple of similarly-themed low grade horror flicks which featured these weird fish as the main predators Frankenfish certainly wasn’t the worst genre film ever made and now comes Snakehead Terror, another formulaic but entertaining attempt to turn these fish into man-eaters. The Sci-Fi Channel was going to be quick to swoop on any new creatures for their trashy ‘monster on the loose’ flicks to feature and this is their offering. Considering the quality of their films over the last couple of years, Snakehead Terror is like The Godfather of monster flicks.

You’ve seen it all before with a film like this. Snakehead Terror follows the same formula: in fact THE standard formula for 90% of the monster-on-the-loose flicks released since Jaws created it back in 1975. It doesn’t matter whether its snakes, piranhas, spiders, crocodiles – you name it, there’s hundreds of films out there which follow this simple formula and the Sci-Fi Channel has the monopoly on them. Some can be quite effective when handled correctly – others just look like pathetic rip-offs. Well thankfully Snakehead Terror does a bit of both. It manages to rip-off countless other films and it’s predictable as the sun rising but at least gives a go of itself in the meantime. I think it’s down to the title creatures and not knowing much about them.

These films are only as good as the monsters that star in them and I’m not in a minority to say I’ve had my fill of crocodiles, sharks and snakes. Apparently this is based on a true story about a town in Maryland which suffered from an invasion of snakehead fish, a species not native to the area, which caused havoc. So the town poisoned and drained the lake to get rid of the menace. I’m sure these real fish didn’t grow to alligator-sized man-eaters and started stalking victims on land but the real story is weird in its own right. The snakehead fish themselves aren’t the most menacing monsters throughout this film but with the help of some decent gore effects, you’re able to see the damage they can do first hand and the threat they pose. They’re amphibious too which spices things up nicely when characters think they’re safe on dry land. Sadly the CGI effects let the fish down in a big way and the more we see of them on land, the worse they look.

The film has a reasonably short running time and it zips along very quickly, not leaving too much time between someone being snacked upon by the fish. It’s played straight from the start which was probably the wisest thing to do given the story about killer fish which can walk on land! Not one to stray from formula, the film follows the beaten path as expected with an odd curveball or twist thrown in for good measure (it’s not a good time to be someone’s boyfriend in this film). The acting is solid too, with no one really bringing their one-dimensional characters to life but on the other hand, not just sitting back and getting a pay cheque.

Bruce Boxleitner is the faded ‘star’ attraction of the film and ticks all the boxes as the local sheriff. The only other casting note worth mentioning is that the town’s doctor is played by none other than William B. Davis, most famously known as the sinister ‘Cigarette Smoking Man’ from The X-Files. It’s amusing to believe he’s playing the same character here as he did on that show and that the snakehead invasion is all some secret government experiment and cover-up! The film is not one to play around with formula though so he’s just there to give his medical opinion on matters of a decomposing body nature.

 

Snakehead Terror has more of a story and original feel to it than the majority of similar films. It follows exactly the same formula as it should, ticks all of the necessary ‘monster on the loose’ boxes and runs like clockwork. But there’s something fresh about it and I believe it’s simply down to the snakeheads themselves. They are nasty pieces of work which are made all the more deadly through a series of gory moments. One of the Sci-Fi Channels better films.

 

 ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆