Well, it is entertaining. It seems that every 15 seconds something happens that is so laughably idiotic, that everyone watching can get a poke in at some point. The film seems to be incompetent on every level. The acting seems terrible, but it is difficult to criticize, since turning out a decent performance with this script would be impossible. For example, the oceanographer, Dr. Lisa Finch, strips more often than she analyzes anything. Carolyn Lowery was obviously cast for her boobs more than for acting ability, but how could she possibly be convincing in the role of scientist and compulsive seductress at the same time? When she has to swim for her life, she takes off her skirt and leaves her shoes on. Some scientist. The writing goofs are hilarious though. Whenever the ride gets rough, ketchup bottles, stored on an open shelf crash to the floor (someone should tell submarine designers to stow those away). A giant octopus survives several mine blasts, and keeps coming, yet runs yelping when a tentacle is shot with a pistol. Later, it survives a nuclear fission blast, only to be smashed to atoms by a few sticks of dynamite at the end. A cruise ship is hunting an attack sub, which makes about as much sense as an elephant hunting a cheetah (what will it do if it catches it?). Our "hero," Roy Turner, is assigned to a sub, walks out on a pier at the edge of a lake, and the sub surfaces--in the lake! If you need a laugh, I would recommend this one any day. I give it a two out of ten, because we got a kick out of it. One warning though: this one is so bad it's good if watched with friends, but if viewed alone, might be so bad it's bad.
