I love this film, OK I love it for the wrong reasons but I love it all the same. The plot is simple, a nasty businessman has installed a trans Pacific cable with dodgy insulation. So what you may say, well the electric field has lured something from the depths that has shown up on the coast of Mexico and is eating surfers like food is going out of fashion.
Enter the hero's, John Barrowman playing it hetro and macho as the square jawed clean cut life guard, the 'pretty with brains to match' lady marine biologist and the gungo-ho mini-sub driving ex-marine.
However they soon find out that the big fish they snuff early on in the film is just a baby, and mummy, all 70+ feet of prehistoric rage is coming back for revenge....
The result is every shark cliché you can think of re-cycled with lots of blood and guts into an hour and a half of so bad its fantastic viewing. The highlights being the very bad matting fx whenever the mummy sharks takes a bite at anything passing.
Art this isn't, but for lovers of bad movies this is a must see.
Enter the hero's, John Barrowman playing it hetro and macho as the square jawed clean cut life guard, the 'pretty with brains to match' lady marine biologist and the gungo-ho mini-sub driving ex-marine.
However they soon find out that the big fish they snuff early on in the film is just a baby, and mummy, all 70+ feet of prehistoric rage is coming back for revenge....
The result is every shark cliché you can think of re-cycled with lots of blood and guts into an hour and a half of so bad its fantastic viewing. The highlights being the very bad matting fx whenever the mummy sharks takes a bite at anything passing.
Art this isn't, but for lovers of bad movies this is a must see.
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