Sharkenstein is a film with such a big scope that it would need a significantly bigger budget to accomplish half of what it sets out to do. It’s one of the worst shark week contestants there are, and that’s saying a lot. This one would be perfect for a drinking game. There’s no way to take any of it seriously, which could’ve fooled me in the first scenes. Comedy was the way to go.
The accents are ridiculous. The main casting is badly assorted and is comprised of people who couldn’t possibly be friends. The shark looks like a paper cut-out, when it doesn’t look like shit. The underwater shots look great, but they’re probably stock footage, because they’re the only thing that works. This is lazy filmmaking, to say the least. It's a waste of effort.
James Carolus plays Skip, a man half his age who wears his cap sideways... because he’s a teenager. Titus Himmelberger is Coop, a man without a personality. Greta Volkova; Madge, is easy on the eyes, but lets her tattoos, braids and black cat pantyhose do the acting. She’s the best thing about this movie. The truth is, these characters are atrociously written.