We all know the drill by now. There’s really no need, after two TV movies, to introduce the Sharknado concept to anyone. But here goes.
Syfy, which has been making purposefully shoddy monster movies for over a decade now, struck a sweet spot two years ago with Sharknado – a project that capitalized on its ridiculous premise, online snark, and everyone’s fascination with “past their shelf date” actors. Since then, the films – now including Sharknado 3: Oh Hell No! – have been designed to be bad, or even worse than they may have been otherwise, for the specific purpose of twitter ridicule. And here I am again with a “review.”
Sharknado 3 is bad. Again though, by design. I will say, however, that it’s often shockingly awful. Even getting worse, production-wise, as the story progresses. By the end, there’s an entire NASA Cape Canaveral setup that looks and feels like a bunch of middle schoolers decided to use a spare broom closet to shoot an extra credit film for their drama elective. But you’re never quite certain where the line between “this is still as slapdash as it’s always been” and “we’re purposefully making this look s***ty because it’s the brand” falls. And that’s how most of Sharknado 3 goes. This is a big, weird commodity for Syfy and so they have a vested interest in actually keeping it terrible.