For the horror movie novice, here's a handy tip. Films with one-word-animal titles tend not to be Oscar worthy. Not even Golden Globe. This is why horror flicks like "Cod", "Parrot" and "Poodle" were left on the back burner when pitched to studio execs, although I believe Lionsgate is considering a 3-D re-write of "Cod", featuring Charro. "Crocodile" is the quintessential example of this phenomena.
The special effects just aren't so special in this movie, although the over-the-top acting does suffice to entertain now and then. Basically the plot is as follows: ill-clad teenagers get eaten by a giant crocodile, one-by-one. Ah, that's it.
Director Tobe Hooper, when given a budget and a script, is a capable filmmaker, but this time out, he probably gave up before he even started, made sure the check was real, and then got it all over with before it became too painful.
The giant croc is a throwback to vintage 50's drive-in horror films. You know, back in the day when silly special effects were the norm... after all, Ray Harryhausen couldn't do EVERY horror movie now, could he? Sometimes you just gotta make do with scary hand puppets when you've no other alternative. "Croc" is modern-era version of scary hand puppets that are water repellent. Alternately enormously flexible and hard-plastic immobile, our anti-hero is one angry reptilian. Basically she's just looking for her baby (shades of Godzilla here)and is awfully cranky at those who stole her eggs.
Blood spurts from plastic ketchup bottles, there's some brief nudity - if you're lucky - and some crusty bayou-type characters who owe a lot to Lon Chaney Jr.'s iconic performance as Manon in "Alligator People", although the atmosphere and location shooting isn't nearly as ominous as in that camp classic.
That's the real problem here. There's just no heart in it and a bad B-grade horror flick has to have that at least, if nothing else. Fans of these type films need to have something to cheer for and if there's nothing on the screen to rally around at least the subconscious notion that the filmmakers were trying despite all odds is enough to get them by. That's simply not here in Hooper's film.
The no-name cast (except Kip Adotta in a tiny role) is uninspired and seem embarrassed to be in this flick. Hooper should have told 'em to "sell it" and if he did, they weren't getting the message. The best part is seeing Adotta again and comparing how horribly he's aged since his glory years as a stand up on "The Tonight Show". Adotta's always had a sense of humor about these kind of roles and he should be used a lot more in these type of films. He's a heck of a character actor and usually quite hilarious.
We can't even muster up a few more stars for the "it's so bad it's good" factor. Ed Wood at least had heart... "Crocodile" simply doesn't, no matter how many teenagers the beast devours.
The special effects just aren't so special in this movie, although the over-the-top acting does suffice to entertain now and then. Basically the plot is as follows: ill-clad teenagers get eaten by a giant crocodile, one-by-one. Ah, that's it.
Director Tobe Hooper, when given a budget and a script, is a capable filmmaker, but this time out, he probably gave up before he even started, made sure the check was real, and then got it all over with before it became too painful.
The giant croc is a throwback to vintage 50's drive-in horror films. You know, back in the day when silly special effects were the norm... after all, Ray Harryhausen couldn't do EVERY horror movie now, could he? Sometimes you just gotta make do with scary hand puppets when you've no other alternative. "Croc" is modern-era version of scary hand puppets that are water repellent. Alternately enormously flexible and hard-plastic immobile, our anti-hero is one angry reptilian. Basically she's just looking for her baby (shades of Godzilla here)and is awfully cranky at those who stole her eggs.
Blood spurts from plastic ketchup bottles, there's some brief nudity - if you're lucky - and some crusty bayou-type characters who owe a lot to Lon Chaney Jr.'s iconic performance as Manon in "Alligator People", although the atmosphere and location shooting isn't nearly as ominous as in that camp classic.
That's the real problem here. There's just no heart in it and a bad B-grade horror flick has to have that at least, if nothing else. Fans of these type films need to have something to cheer for and if there's nothing on the screen to rally around at least the subconscious notion that the filmmakers were trying despite all odds is enough to get them by. That's simply not here in Hooper's film.
The no-name cast (except Kip Adotta in a tiny role) is uninspired and seem embarrassed to be in this flick. Hooper should have told 'em to "sell it" and if he did, they weren't getting the message. The best part is seeing Adotta again and comparing how horribly he's aged since his glory years as a stand up on "The Tonight Show". Adotta's always had a sense of humor about these kind of roles and he should be used a lot more in these type of films. He's a heck of a character actor and usually quite hilarious.
We can't even muster up a few more stars for the "it's so bad it's good" factor. Ed Wood at least had heart... "Crocodile" simply doesn't, no matter how many teenagers the beast devours.
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