Clichéd B-grade movies have been done to death, with seemingly nothing creative surfacing in the last while. That is until Syfy’s Sharknado came along. When preparing yourself to deliberately waste 90 minutes of your life on a film such as this, your expectations are quite low to begin with. The only questions you should have is whether it will entertain, and will you be laughing through all the action. The most important question, however, is whether it provides plenty of sharks in a tornado. So does Sharknado have any promise of this?
Spoilers ahead; if there is such a thing for this kind of movie:
In many cases with bad films, they tend to be so bad that they’re actually worth watching if nothing more than for a few laughs. You should never expect any form of attention to detail, but what were they thinking? It’s obvious the film suffered major budget constraints, it still doesn’t mean you should pick random hobos off the street to write the story, capture footage and complete post-production work on any movie. Here are just a few highlights, if you had any doubts on the superiority of the film’s humour:
• The scene at the beach consists of at least four different times of day and weather.
• A mash-up of footage from actual floods, most of which don’t even look to be in the same country.
• The window wipers on the cars don’t match the sound. Seriously, where’s the sound coming from?
• They use CGI to smash a car’s back door window with a bar stool, and yet the same guy just killed a shark with it.
• They attempt to save a guy from being eaten by a shark by grabbing his ankles after most of his body had already been swallowed. Even worse is that no one cried, not even his girlfriend April Wexler, played by Tara Reid.
It takes great “skill” to make a movie that’s both shocking and humorous at the same time, with no intent on achieving either.
The films leading protagonist, Fin Shepard, is a divorcee, who attempts to save his family and friends during a hurricane. This once great surfer turns hero after saving his buddy on a jet ski, rappelling off a bridge to rescue kids in a school bus, and killed a few sharks with a handgun. His most courageous of feats sees him chainsaw sharks in half, and ultimately diving head-on into the mouth of one, leaving him no option but to saw his way out from the inside. The film even pays tribute to one of the best shark movies of our time, Jaws, with the female heroine, Nova, uttering the line: “We’re gonna need a bigger chopper,” as they attempt to stop the tornado by throwing home-made bombs into it from a helicopter. Ah, the science.
Expectations were never great for this film, but in all honesty, I should have lowered those expectations even further. Sixty minutes of the film passed without any sign of a tornado, and all my hopes seemed lost. Thankfully, the film finally delivered with not just one, but three badly created CGI tornadoes, filled to the brim with blood-thirsty sharks ready to eat anything in its path and enjoy life for its last few seconds of life on dry land.
When compared to other ‘bad films’ such as Troll 2 or The Room, Sharknado fits the mould of a classically bad film to savour 10 years from now.