The rumours are true. Sharknado is far more entertaining than it has any right to be. The story is completely ridiculous, the effects are passable but a long way from being cutting edge and the performances vary wildly from a pretty decent Ian Ziering as the heroic lead, to a washed up John Heard playing a washed up bar fly, and Tara Reid’s almost catatonic presence as the supposed love interest. Thankfully, Anthony C. Ferrante knows exactly when to play things straight and when to poke fun at what is going on, and the results are perfect for late night, substance-assisted viewing. Hell, who am I kidding? I watched it sober on a Saturday morning and still had a ball.
Sharknado
