Blood Surf (2000)

Routine horror movie

Blood surfing is an occupation that involves self-mutilation by gashing one's legs so severely that the blood will lure sharks which the surferv then races to shore by riding on his sur foard.(It scarcely sounds like a pastime that would attract the more Conservative and buttoned-down elements of society!)
A troupe of blood surfers turns up in South East Asia with a movie crew in tow,the idea being to make a documentary about the phenomenon and sell it to a cable TV company.They hire a boat crewed by a grizzled old veteran of the waters and his flighty daughter .The problem facing the crew is greater than sharks however as the area is home to a giant crocodile which is eating the sharks and is hellbent on doing the same to the human interlopers into its domain

The scenario has overtones of Lake Placid and of Jaws but is an inferior retread of both .The scene where the skipper is reralting past incidents of humans being chomped on by crocodile is a crib from Robert Shaw's big scene in Jaws ,for example.The characters are largely unsympathetic ,it is slackly directed and porl;y acted with variable effects .It is suitable for lovers of low rent exploitation only February 11, 2008

giant croc + cheap buget = fantastic fun

this movie was great! it had everything you want in a fantastically terrible movie: campy story, pointless violence and nudity, cheesy acting and most importantly a terrible looking Crocodile! what fun! January 2, 2008

Blood Surf

You have the whole movie in a nutshell from the above plot description. However, it was just plain awful! I love all types of horror movies and I will admit that I saw this one.

The whole thing was just a mess. The acting was so bad that you were cheering on the croc to kill off the actors.

If you want to waste some time and have to see this one I would suggest that you borrow it from someone who has it or wait for a re-run of this on the sci-fi channel. Save your $! September 22, 2005

So Silly It Works

Though three stars is probably a little too generous, "Blood Surf" is a sufficient film for its genre. It has lots of silly surfer music with plenty of silly dialogue AND a silly looking crocodile that's fake from the word go. But, this film still managed to hold my attention because it seemed to revel in the fact that it is a bad movie.

The story is pretty standard as far as creature features go. Deep in the bluest of waters lies an ancient crocodile out for blood. A film crew seeks out the best waters to do a little blood surfing, a.k.a. surfing with sharks. Unfortunately for them, they decide to do a little surfing with a croc from Hades. There's also a salty sea captain with a grudge against the ol' crocodile. Bloodletting, explosions, and comedy ensue.

The actors in this flick seemed to be enjoying themselves quite a bit. Kate Fischer, of "Sirens" fame, makes "Blood Surf" worth watching on her looks alone. However, the rest of the cast does a pretty good job hamming it up on the screen, especially the surfer dudes.

As stated before, the surfer music is horrendous. Dick Dale wouldn't find himself within ten yards of this "surf" guitar music. But the stupidity of the music only makes the film that much better.

You really have to love the creature genre in order to understand why this film is what it is. Many folks probably won't "get it" when so much of this flick turns out to be high on the cheese scale. In my opinion, it's a funny little movie and deserves at least one look.

Recommended to fans of bad sci-fi cinema and creature features in general. September 2, 2005

Óscar Navarro scores in the performance of his career!

Director Hickox has matured, fulfilling the potential he showed with 1995's breathtaking Children of the Corn III, but it's Navarro's turn as a tenderhearted pirate named Coco that makes this one a winner. He transforms the movie from your garden variety sociopathic-crocodile psychodrama to an odyssey into the true "blood surf" we all must do when we explore our lineages. For example, I'm 1/8 Iroquois Indian, and I recently did a "blood surf" up to Warren, Pennsylvania to get the Iroquois to vouch for me so that I could get some coin for law school. Then I "blood surfed" right up to the "Native American" box on my LSATs and checked "show me the money!" Booyeah!

Anyway, back to the movie: it's subtle, and it's earthy, and it digs deep. Deeper than blood. Deeper than surfing. Deeper than the black hole of a crocodile's pupil as he gazes into yours. He cocks his head a centimeter to the side. You wonder if he's sincere. You've heard all the lines, had your heart broken before. His claws stroke your hand lovingly, and there's a tenderness in his nostrils. And as you close your eyes and lean into his large, reptillian chest and sway to the music, you know you've finally let yourself love, and it feels as though the night will never end. May 28, 2005

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