A
killer nun (named Linda Blair!) makes a human sacrifice at a lake. One year later, a giant shark with glowing
eyes starts eating swimmers. A trio of
friends go to the lake, and one of them is bitten by the phantom shark. Her bite miraculously disappears a few days
later and she begins acting strange. A
priest, whose brother was also a victim of the shark, comes to town looking to
send the shark’s spirit back to Hell.
The
early scenes have sort of a screwball charm to them. Unfortunately, the plot is all over the place,
and things get increasingly incoherent as it goes along. It sometimes feels like writer/director
Donald (Hooker with a Hacksaw) Farmer just strung a bunch of unrelated short
films together as he keeps introducing more and more characters who never
intersect (and very few of them were even necessary).
The
most memorable character is Nancy (Roni Jonah), a sexy redhead reality show
host. She’s the star of “Ghost Whackers”
and tries to make a mental connection with the shark. The sight of Jonah (who kind of looks like
Bella Thorne) writhing around on the ground, arms flailing, and yelling,
“Spirit, come inside me!” is amusing, but that’s about as good as it gets, I’m
afraid.
The
shark itself isn’t bad, especially compared to the sharks featured in so many of
the other movies from the ‘10s that have the word “Shark” in the title. It just doesn’t have a lot of
personality. We also don’t see enough of
it to make much of a difference anyway.
Farmer
spends most of the running time on the various subplots. Once he finally sets his sights on the usual
Exorcist-type shenanigans (there is a pea soup-puking scene), it still comes up
short. The big exorcism finale winds up
being nothing more than a priest exorcising a girl who’s possessed by a shark. This is disappointing, especially for anyone hoping
the priest would be exorcising an actual shark.
Shark
Exorcist is far from Farmer’s worse, but it never lives up to the potential. It also suffers from offscreen kills and skimpy
gore. (In one scene, a shark bite is
signified by a dollop of fake blood on a girl’s leg.) It’s only seventy minutes, but it feels much
longer. There’s not one but two post-credits
scenes (one features a girl wandering around an aquarium gift shop), which
helps to pad out the running time. Both of them are equally pointless.
As
bad as most of Shark Exorcist is, I have to tip my hat to Farmer for writing
such howlers as, “That’s the thing about almost dying, Emily: It’s a real buzz kill!”
I quite enjoyed this film.
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