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Bad movie! Bad movie! Once again, like Anaconda, we have a movie very much like a bad drive-in theatre showing from the fifties. This isn't Lake Placid. It's Attack of the Giant Crocodile.
So four people (Bill Pullman-the fish and game warden, Brendan Gleeson-the sheriff, Bridget Fonda-the whiney paleotologist from New York, and Oliver Platt-rich and adventurous crocodile hunter) are brought to a lake in Maine to look for a thirty foot crocodile. How can a crocodile get thirty feet long? How can a crocodile make it all the way up to a small lake in Maine? How does a crocodile survive the winter? Sadly, these answers sound like they come from a library encyclopedia. It all comes down to "Hey! It's just a movie."
The director obviously knows he's making a bad movie so he has everyone hate each other to give it comedy. Platt hates Gleeson, Gleeson hates Platt, Fonda hates the woods, Pullman hates everyone complaining. Finally, the croc shows up. The special effects for the crocodile is about the only thing interesting in the whole movie, thanks to FX supervisor Stan Winston.
In the middle of all of this is Betty White who has been taking care of the damn thing for six years. She lives all by herself on the lake. And yet, somehow she has an endless supply of cows to feed it. In turn, the crocodile has an endless appetite and stops at nothing for his next feed, including a full grown bear and moose. I know enough about crocodiles from watching The Discovery Channel that a large meal will sustain a croc for some time, and that they will almost immediately bask in the sun after feeding. Otherwise, the food will rot in their stomachs.
Hey! It's just a movie. But a very bad one.
p.c.
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