Sharks' Treasure is the most off-putting, jarring cinematic nightmare I've seen in some time. And I'm not even sure if that's a bad thing.
Shark Alarm's efforts are endearing. And if you can't get any joy out of TV's Conan the Barbarian, Ralf Moeller, blowing up a shark from a helicopter, than god help you.
The Sharkfighters is definitely worth a whirl for those who can handle a slightly more subdued sharkfest.
Ghost Shark is about a killer shark, and that shark is a ghost. Great, sign me up. But if you promise big things in the title, you have to deliver. In that regard, Ghost Shark delivers just enough ghost shark action to overcome the flat periods.
A bizarre and terribly uneven mix of outer space sci-fi, underwater horror, and naval drama, Raging Sharks is a shark film like no other. While I'm not much of a fan of the Shark New Wave, the garbage pumped out by Nu Image Films is generally pretty entertaining.
Mako is one of the few post-Jaws efforts to stand as an entertaining shark film. At the centre of its success is its manic leading man. Richard Jaeckel ignores the film's low budget and dull aesthetics and, for some reason, gives this role everything he has.
With a lack of synched sound so jarring to a modern audience, it's often difficult to get in the right mindset to watch a silent film, but Samarang is so fluffy and pulpy that it's impossible not to enjoy.
This is no Sharktopus or Swamp Shark. Super Shark doesn't do battle with a Mecha Shark. At no point do sharks rain down in a Sharknado. Super Shark is just a big shark... that can walk around on the beach and fly.
I feel bad saying this out of a love for Joe D'Amato and cheap trash, but Deep Blood stinks. It's the worst Italian shark film I've seen. Yes, it's worse than Cruel Jaws.
This is not a film to watch with a pack of rowdy pals. It's a film to watch when sporting a hangover, alone and sad, on a rainy weekend afternoon. This won't give shark fans their fix either, but fans of shirtless 50s hunks will be in fucking heaven.
While it may be the laziest and shittiest work of his career, and it's certainly the most shameless as he steals from both Universal and his Italian peers, Bruno Mattei made magic with Cruel Jaws. Stupid magic, but magic nonetheless.