In this special post by FilmPolice, I would like to take the chance to announce the news that from this post forward, our reviews will be titled wittily and given brief and to-the-point words. This is due to readers who rave for reviews that would take them less time to read. You asked for it, and I'm giving it to you. Read on.
Seems like the cleverly titled, as sarcastic as that would sound,
Shark Night 3D, reflected the implausible elements of the film. It, being a clear footstep follower of the humble survivor,
Piranha 3-D, which its modest success was earned out of its apocalyptic feel; stirring a satire flavor; and putting
Girls Gone Wild-type of boobies under dangerous flesh-eating Nemos. Instead, Shark Night only threw in a couple of abs of the guys and gals and then stirred a couple of implausibly chosen villains to the mix, excluding the completely CGI'd Jaws.
Out the school, for a banging camp at Lake Crosby, a group of college kids went skinny-dipping with an upbeat pop rock music playing in the background. The music suddenly fades out as a duo of psychologically vengeful, plays a conspiracy and frees a handful of jaws into the salt-water lake. This of course causes the group to chance their way to safety in both of the two madmen, and the ferocious shark.
Shark Night's director David R. Ellis, made himself busy to carry his viewers into nothing but a bunch of unremarkable and forgettable killings by the villains--sharks and the two madmen; an annoyingly CGI'd attacking shark; and a collectively unpleasing movie. 1. 5 stars!
0 comments:
Post a Comment