Incomprehensible plot, bad effects, negligible acting and cheesy dialogue is what you'll find in this ham-hocked monster movie. Dinocroc vs Supergator may be a hark back to the big bug/monster movies of the 50's & 60's but instead of a subtle nod of acceptance to these prior movies it's nothing but a big middle finger to both them and the viewer.
Drake Industries, headed by none other than Kung-Fu master himself, David Carradine, has set up shop in Hawaii to initially try and cure world hunger by growing monster sized food. The success of this has somehow dictated that they now try the same process on live animals, so instead of choosing something that won't go crazy and kill everybody, like a rabbit or a puppy, they use 2 animals that'll kill you regardless of their size, a crocodile and an alligator.
Of course these things decide to go nuts, escape their pens and proceed to eat everybody they come across. The scientist in charge of this dirty little secret calls back to Carradine, who seems to be suffering from "single location syndrome", and advises him of the chaos so he arranges for a crack team of commandos to fly in and quell whatever is going on there. No sooner do these incompetent idiots land, murder a surviving scientist and shoot aimlessly at CGI monsters, they're all eaten anyway. So they then recruit a game hunter called The Cajun of all things, to go in and do what a professional and fully equipped team was supposed to do but couldn't.
In any event, after these things escape and eat their way through half of Hawaii, their solution is to get both of these monsters together as they are apparently natural enemies and let them kill each other. Here is where we actually get to see Dinocroc vs Supergator for all of 5 minutes before one gets killed off camera and the other is blown up by humans and we all live happily ever after.
Interestingly not many people who appear in this last long enough to get annoying as no sooner are they introduced, they're killed off, so there's no time for any character development, as if that was ever going to happen in this anyway. I guess the funniest part of this is during a guided tour of the stars one woman keeps harassing the tour guide about the location of Elvis' bungalow so when she gets eaten it's a thank God for that moment.
There's now enough of these nonsense movies - Sharktopus - Dinoshark - Piranhaconda - Megashark et al to keep most aficionados of horrendously bad movies salivating for years. I still don't fully understand why the giant sized crocodile suddenly had prehistoric spines running down it's back or why the Alligator was suddenly bipedal. There are a number of moments where this borrows heavily from Jurassic Park from Supergator chasing after an escaping vehicle to when they make roaring sounds. And seeing Dinocroc "galloping" along while chasing another vehicle is a scene I don't think I'll forget any time soon. I'm still not sure on the practicality of growing food the equivalent size of a 2-storey building; how do you cultivate it, ship it, distribute it and so forth. Curing world hunger is great but not if you can't get it into a pot. This movie is a huge lemon and not because David Carradine decided to hormone the crap out of it, it's just a horribly bad movie that should never have been made.
Drake Industries, headed by none other than Kung-Fu master himself, David Carradine, has set up shop in Hawaii to initially try and cure world hunger by growing monster sized food. The success of this has somehow dictated that they now try the same process on live animals, so instead of choosing something that won't go crazy and kill everybody, like a rabbit or a puppy, they use 2 animals that'll kill you regardless of their size, a crocodile and an alligator.
Of course these things decide to go nuts, escape their pens and proceed to eat everybody they come across. The scientist in charge of this dirty little secret calls back to Carradine, who seems to be suffering from "single location syndrome", and advises him of the chaos so he arranges for a crack team of commandos to fly in and quell whatever is going on there. No sooner do these incompetent idiots land, murder a surviving scientist and shoot aimlessly at CGI monsters, they're all eaten anyway. So they then recruit a game hunter called The Cajun of all things, to go in and do what a professional and fully equipped team was supposed to do but couldn't.
In any event, after these things escape and eat their way through half of Hawaii, their solution is to get both of these monsters together as they are apparently natural enemies and let them kill each other. Here is where we actually get to see Dinocroc vs Supergator for all of 5 minutes before one gets killed off camera and the other is blown up by humans and we all live happily ever after.
Interestingly not many people who appear in this last long enough to get annoying as no sooner are they introduced, they're killed off, so there's no time for any character development, as if that was ever going to happen in this anyway. I guess the funniest part of this is during a guided tour of the stars one woman keeps harassing the tour guide about the location of Elvis' bungalow so when she gets eaten it's a thank God for that moment.
There's now enough of these nonsense movies - Sharktopus - Dinoshark - Piranhaconda - Megashark et al to keep most aficionados of horrendously bad movies salivating for years. I still don't fully understand why the giant sized crocodile suddenly had prehistoric spines running down it's back or why the Alligator was suddenly bipedal. There are a number of moments where this borrows heavily from Jurassic Park from Supergator chasing after an escaping vehicle to when they make roaring sounds. And seeing Dinocroc "galloping" along while chasing another vehicle is a scene I don't think I'll forget any time soon. I'm still not sure on the practicality of growing food the equivalent size of a 2-storey building; how do you cultivate it, ship it, distribute it and so forth. Curing world hunger is great but not if you can't get it into a pot. This movie is a huge lemon and not because David Carradine decided to hormone the crap out of it, it's just a horribly bad movie that should never have been made.