From The Grindhouse Cinema Database
Los Angeles College Professor, Tom Parkinson (Sam Chew Jr) is called into action to investigate the deaths of three people in the Mojave Desert. The cause of death? Snake bites! The reptile specialist, Tom, is paired (unwillingly) with female photographer/reporter, Ann Bradley (Elisabeth Chauvet), it's inevitable that these two won't be the biggest fans of each other at first and it will be no surprise that these two will soon get the hots for each other (Awww.) But getting back to the rattlesnake business, things don't seem to add up since the victims (who seem to be piling up by the hours) have all been attacked by large groups of unprovoked rattlesnakes. Rattlers don't attack like this unless they're threatened, but this doesn't seem to be the case. These nasty suckers are just attacking anything at random! The clues lead Tom and Ann to a military base where some suspicious experiments may or may not have been conducted by Col. Stroud (Dan Priest)
This one seems to get a bad rap by most, but I didn't really mind it. One reason is that the film seems to have "Made-For-TV" productions value written all over it. Right down to the cheapie effects which are bound to leave gorehounds disappointed. For instance, all the dead bodies that Tom observes are never seen onscreen. Just their ghastly descriptions are only mentioned by the actors. And it's always reported that the victims are attacked by, at least, twenty rattlesnakes. But there are no more than three snakes seen in one single frame. Of course, had this movie been remade today, we would be seeing hundreds upon hundreds thanks to CGI, but I'll gladly take the "Primitive" effects and low budget approach for this one time only, thank you. Other controversial moments include the final "Confrontation" scene involving the demise of the snakes is incredibly abrupt and there's some poor excuses for "Made-you-jump" scenes at hand. But like I said, I still gained somewhat of a mild admiration for the film when it all came to an end. There was enough for me to like such as the aformentioned cliche'd romance scene, which is over and done with in a matter of moments. I also appreciated how the reasoning for the ecco-terror was due to biological mishaps, rather than your typical "Stone-Age nuisance" found in other genre flicks. Most of all, I was into the investigation. It's easy to follow and invest into when you've got the deadpan, but believable, performance by Sam Chew leading you as your guide. And if there is one enduring moment to be found in the film, just watch for the bath tub sequence. It's bound to leave anyone who's fearful of snakes quivering big time!
Reviewed by Laydback