You can't go wrong with a low-budget creature feature. Providing enough screen time is dedicated to poorly made puppets and/or shocking compositing. Shark Attack 3 at least has a generous amount of the latter, albeit crammed mostly into the last act. That's not to say that everything leading up to it isn't enjoyable also in some way.
The plot is your standard affair- Leviathan hunts innocent swimmers and fishermen, while the coast guard try to kill it, marine biologists try to save it, and everyone else refuses to believe it exists.
The acting is classic z-grade stuff, with everyone taking their roles very seriously. Except that is for the lead, John Barrowman (of Torchwood and cheesy saturday night TV 'fame'), who seems to know exactly what he is doing, delivering his dialogue with the right amount of camp and self-awareness.
Shark Attack 3 is full of memorable moments. Highlights include: Barrowman's character photographs a shark's tooth that he is holding, only for the image to appear on his computer instantaneously and free from any clasping finger,or background! The infamous line (those who have seen the film will know exactly which line this is). A man jet-skiing right into the megalodon's gaping mouth. Those moments, and many more, had us laughing in joyous disbelief throughout. Which makes this film a definite Teacake Society recommendation.
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