... but this one takes the cake!
First of all, if people tell you this is a B-flick, ignore them. This isn't even a D-flick. The special affects of the monster are pretty much the cheapest you will ever see, unless your nephew makes a horror movie with Dad's camcorder.
OK, so it was bad. Let's focus on what was good. Nothing.
Now that we have gotten that out of the way, let's look at some details. I am not even going to mention that idiot who gets up after being soaked in water about a dozen times and lights a dry cigar. Probably Cuban. So, I mentioned him anyway. Sue me.
What else is there to say? I cannot believe Jeffrey Combs played in this movie - he played all sorts of frucks on Star Trek (just as badly I might add! Just imagine he was once considered as Commander Riker. Barf!). In this one he was the master thespian who portrayed 'Jack - gimme that Wiskey with the blond's pills in it', the really vicious bad guy who - big surprise - gets eaten. You'll probably sleep when he appears, so you won't remember.
Any other details that will go down in the annals of movie history? Oh, yes. I almost forgot. Wanna see a croc jump out of the water and eat a helicopter? Well, this movie is for you!
This super duper monster croc dies because the lead ditch (I think that should be spelled with a 'b') spills about 5 gallons of fuel on the water. What a devious plan. And high tech, too! Seriously, they spill a little fuel on the water and the darn thing goes splat. It was probably glad the movie was over. If it hadn't been, I would have doused myself in a little fuel.
Sometimes you see a movie and it makes you understand things. I now know what that silly monk in Vietnam was thinking those many years ago, when he lit himself on fire. He saw this movie coming. I guarantee it, no matter how that is spelled!
Well, I feel much better now. Mike
P.s.: OK, I take back that stuff about the lead ditch and needing to spell that with a 'b'. Heidi Lenhart deserves better work than this. And she is pretty!
First of all, if people tell you this is a B-flick, ignore them. This isn't even a D-flick. The special affects of the monster are pretty much the cheapest you will ever see, unless your nephew makes a horror movie with Dad's camcorder.
OK, so it was bad. Let's focus on what was good. Nothing.
Now that we have gotten that out of the way, let's look at some details. I am not even going to mention that idiot who gets up after being soaked in water about a dozen times and lights a dry cigar. Probably Cuban. So, I mentioned him anyway. Sue me.
What else is there to say? I cannot believe Jeffrey Combs played in this movie - he played all sorts of frucks on Star Trek (just as badly I might add! Just imagine he was once considered as Commander Riker. Barf!). In this one he was the master thespian who portrayed 'Jack - gimme that Wiskey with the blond's pills in it', the really vicious bad guy who - big surprise - gets eaten. You'll probably sleep when he appears, so you won't remember.
Any other details that will go down in the annals of movie history? Oh, yes. I almost forgot. Wanna see a croc jump out of the water and eat a helicopter? Well, this movie is for you!
This super duper monster croc dies because the lead ditch (I think that should be spelled with a 'b') spills about 5 gallons of fuel on the water. What a devious plan. And high tech, too! Seriously, they spill a little fuel on the water and the darn thing goes splat. It was probably glad the movie was over. If it hadn't been, I would have doused myself in a little fuel.
Sometimes you see a movie and it makes you understand things. I now know what that silly monk in Vietnam was thinking those many years ago, when he lit himself on fire. He saw this movie coming. I guarantee it, no matter how that is spelled!
Well, I feel much better now. Mike
P.s.: OK, I take back that stuff about the lead ditch and needing to spell that with a 'b'. Heidi Lenhart deserves better work than this. And she is pretty!