“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Monday, September 25, 2017
How bad is it? Exceptionally dull supposed horror. Should you see it? Only if you want to see the cast embarrass themselves.
This was made to capitalize on "Jaws," substituting a giant octopus (created, I think, by underground radio waves?) for the shark. John Huston, Shelley Winters, Bo Hopkins, Henry Fonda and Claude Akins are in it, but have little to do - Fonda's scenes look like they were shot separately and spliced in. In the end, Hopkins convinces (yes, that's the right word) killer whales to kill the octopus. The action scenes are the least action-filled they could be, with some good underwater shots and an obvious small octopus in a tank in close-up. The soundtrack seems to be the same three tunes repeated, with no connection to the action. There's a scene with Winters on a phone and her voice cannot be heard. The plot just picks up storyline threads and drops them again. Action scenes get gutted by freeze-frames and cutaways to a non-sequitur guy in an Uncle Sam suit telling jokes. Director Hellman (Assonitis) made some other poor films, but mostly produced after this one.