Greg McLean's follow up to Wolf Creek about a killer croc may well come back to bite him...on the arse. Underwritten to the extreme, this movie harks back to 70's creature films but isn't anywhere near as fun. The cast have nothing to do, especially John Jarratt who seems to stand around in a bad moustache and fat suit. The acting is on par with bad Crocodile Dundee ultra-Australian stereotyping. We don't see enough gore which made me think there will be the obligatory "Unrated" DVD to suck more money out of us. Disappointing film that pays not to think about too much because logic was out having a smoke on the set of this one.
