Could there be a dumber name for a movie? The Snorkel. Fuck you! You can snorkel this dick! I'm not even sure what that means but that's how frustrated I am with yet another film coming to us from the cheap as fuck Hammer Films set I got at a Wal-Mart. You know, the land of bottomless $5 DVD bins and overpriced animated films. DROP THE FUCKING PRICE ON HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON 1 & 2 ALREADY YOU BASTARDS!
|You have me confused with that guy|
from Are You Being Served?
While a much dumber premise than anything I've watched recently, I was invested for no reason other than I wanted to see how the hell the girl put everything together. She never figures out the hiding in the floor but it is given away to her at the end. Speaking of which, always have a fucking back door, or at least an axe or something in case you get stuck. You know, since you're hiding in floors all the time.
All in all, The Snorkel is a big bag of meh. Once again, solid acting performance from all involved, and this film has my favorite opening credit now which is "John Holmes dog "Flush" as "Toto" because that dog deserves a fucking credit!
I give The Snorkel 1 hunky scuba diver out of 5: