Sharktopus Vs Whalewolf Music Video
Kiliano Ratha
Just like the heavens, stars rise and fall in Hollywood and one has to wonder just what it was that facilitated Casper Van Dien to appear in a movie such as this. Looking at his filmography though, the man has starred in more than his fair share of B movies and it also proves that the man has staying power despite his career outside of the A list. As far as the movie goes, it is as much of a stinker as any that have made their way onto the Syfy channel, though also like many of them, there are some redeeming qualities to be found despite all the bad around it.
The special effects are awful, though the Sharktopus looks far better than its counterpart. The whalewolf looks so comical as it moves about the streets eating people that it is hard to take the fear of the townsfolk seriously. When the two creatures eventually clash, the CGI is so bad and off-kilter that the sharktopus almost looks natural compared to the whalewolf, a feat that only Syfy could pull off. Audiences have to question if Syfy even screens these films before airing them or if they simply throw them on whenever a hole in the schedule permits. Bad effects and acting aside, the movie is still a lot of fun simply because of the fact that it is so bad and there is literally nowhere else that a person will ever see a sharktopus come to life, never mind a whalewolf.
As of this moment, this is the last Sharktopus movie to be produced, but it has to be known that it will most likely not be the last. A successful franchise does not come along every day and Syfy has better luck than most in producing them so it is highly doubtful that they will let one sit on the shelf instead of cashing in on another entry.
Yeah, I know, I asked for it.
Witless stupid sequel to an already awful movie.
This installment aims for a more comic approach (think Sharknado franchise), only the humor is on a three year old level.
Sharky is same old guy, whalewolf has expressive eyes and resembles Wile E Coyote.
Human actors are uniformly crappy across the board.
Lots of meals, aquatic tussles, blood splatters.
Still, I was bored.
Only wait! Before he can say, I hate cats," the tycoon lies in a coma, his soul in the cat!
What to do, what to do?
I suspect because we are in an era of edgy television, family friendly movies tend to get overlooked.
Jennifer Garner, Kevin Spacey, Christopher Walken headline a comedy of a man who almost loses family and soul.
Warning - Cat haters, there are cat antics aplenty. Caveat emptor.
At one point Camille is handling four different men, putting the squeeze on each of them.
Funny, sexy, beguiling satire of the femme fatale.
The same actress played a bitter, vengeful vixen in 1969s La Fiance du Pirate, but this is much more fun.
The corpse of a jogger is found under a mound of potash.
Leading the investigation is the lieutenant, who has lost custody of her son in a divorce.
Somewhat assisting the inquiry (why?) is the divorce attorney for her husband.
The attorney, her own brother.
Lackluster French mystery wanders aimlessly only to quickly resolve in a force-fit finale.
Take note of the suspects above. To the left. Yes, that one, Saint Nick.
A lone man, walking a crowded London street, notices windows shattering off a nearby skyscraper.
Next thing, something falls (appears to be scaffolding) smashing him to the pavement.
After months of rehabilitation, he returns to society.
His memories are shredded, but lawyers got him a 8.5 million settlement.
Naturally, his oldest, bestest friends - of whom he has no memory - are eager to assist.
To its credit, as the guy throws money to restore memories, the narrative goes in unexpected directions.
Answers and truth seldom equate to happiness.
Slow initially, momentum escalates, as does the violence.
An infant aristocrat is kidnapped by a scoundrel and raised with bandits.
Of age, he meets his beautiful cousin, falls in love, and tries to amend bad habits.
Creaky Silent has too much melodrama and love misunderstandings.
The villainy and conflicts are exciting, yet there are not enough of those moments.
The print I watched was very good (though no audio).
Director Jean Epstein dissolve transitions are marvelous.
Reworked subs =
You ever wonder why pop music is so damned dreadful?
How inarticulate halfwits, scabbing lyrics a three-year-old would be ashamed of, soar up the charts?
Mostly, the herd is responsible.
You know, us, the feeble brained audience, especially when we are young and have discretionary income and limited tastes.
Oh, and there is also the A & R guy, force-feeding us crappy artists he thinks we might like.
A poised, polished sociopath, who regards 95% of humanity as dirt.
He has an easy time in early episodes, yet as stakes mount, ethics plummet.
Obstacles must be crushed in pursuit of his grandiose scheme.
Both opponents analyze and exploit the weakness of each other.
Very much a chess match played across boardrooms and stock exchange.
Limited weeping - hooray. Clever plotting throughout, the end stitches a few threads, leaves a few unresolved.
Yong-ha Park (Kim Shin) was on a meteoric ascent with this, his final work before his suicide.