Writer, comedian, regular job haver, former Scarecrow employee, comma user
Certainly crapola by Jim Cameron standards, but really a perfectly serviceable cheapo monster joint. It delivers on it’s weird promise of flying piranhas, plus it’s a veritable boob-a-rama, which it never promised at all. Also it’s got a guy flirting with his mom, Lance Henriksen crashing a helicopter, some Die Harding in the ducts of a sunken ship, and a wide spectrum of FX quality. I’m ready for Piranhas 3: Piranhas in Space. You thought piranhas couldn’t get you in space. You were wrong.
This is the story of a nice dog who saves a nice family from a big mean werewoof, that’s pretty much all it is—so naturally it’s hard-R, full of splashing blood and opens with hot naked fucking. It’s early 80’s style demographic whiplash, happening in 1996! The werewoof is moderately cool, there are Leone style eye close-up stand offs between man and canine, the story is mercifully uncomplicated. Mostly this is the Primo show, and Primo is a good boy…
I don’t mean to second guess the writers and producers, but it was possibly a misguided choice to make this movie not funny. As a person who has enjoyed the popular television show on which this film is based, I would say that one of the main aspects of it is that it is funny. In it’s prime, I would even suggest it was the funniest show of all time. Relentlessly funny, just a feverishly paced onslaught of brilliant jokes…
A troubling film because it forces us to confront a difficult question: is a movie that sucks shit for 70 minutes and then goes fucking nuts for the last act a worthwhile endeavor? Surely we can’t encourage this sort of thing, movies have to try to be good the whole way through. But here’s this one, and everyone said it mostly blows until the twist happens but then it’s worth it and I’ll be goddamned if they weren’t spot on.…