I really enjoyed this shark-filled disaster movie, even though some reviews proclaim it to be a bit on the lame side. I loved the premise, that of an ordinary Australian supermarket rendered suddenly underwater when a giant tsunami strikes without warning. Well, for the humans in the film, it might have been without warning, but the dogs and the birds knew the score all right, God bless their sixth sense…!

So, anyway, the tsunami strikes the supermarket (well, it strikes the Australian coast, really, but the supermarket’s the only place that concerns us), and it’s a very discerning natural disaster, too. Why do I say this?

Well, because it strikes at the exact moment that a robbery is taking place in the store (it foils the robbery, naturally, as it’s hard to keep your gun trained on the store manager while you’re being washed away by a giant wave), and it only kills the extras in the film and leaves all the attractive lead characters alive and well. Now, that’s what I call a smart tsunami, lol.

The survivors have to climb up onto the supermarket shelves in order to get out of the water. It’s only when a security guard trying to find a way out gets dragged underwater and unexpectedly eaten (well, you’d never really be expecting that, would you, nom, nom, nom) that the survivors realise that a twelve-foot great white shark has been washed into the store by the tsunami, along with all the other bits of random flotsam and jetsam.

There are some survivors left outside in the drowned car-park as well, and, just so they don’t feel in any way left out, there’s a great white shark out there too with them, trying to pick ’em off one by one and make a nice square meal out of ’em.

The movie then revolves around the survivors’ attempts to flee the underwater supermarket without attracting the attention of the sharks, for whom the dinner bell has been well and truly rung.

The film is kind of like THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE, but with added sharks. Now that really would have put the willies up Gene Hackman, Shelley Winters, Grandpa Joe, Nancy Drew & Co., wouldn’t it?

One of the most interesting points about the film for me, apart, of course, from the sharks, was the fact that loads of its good-looking cast members used to be in Antipodean soap opera HOME & AWAY, for years and years my absolute favourite daytime soap. Remember Tom and Pippa in the old caravan park? Donald Fisher the school principal? Chris Hemsworth as the shirtless Kim Hyde? Sure ya do!

Julian McMahon, who plays the robber (but not by choice!) Doyle in BAIT 3D, was Carly’s squeeze Ben in HOME & AWAY. Sharni Vinson, the lead girl in BAIT 3D, was Cassie Turner for years in the popular soap, playing a damaged young girl who’d been affected by sexual abuse by an uncle and domestic violence by a partner, both good meaty storylines. Her last big storyline before she left the soap for good saw her pregnant and infected with HIV.

Lincoln Lewis who, as Kyle in BAIT 3D, has some great comic moments out in the flooded car-park with his fashion victim girlfriend Heather and her little pocket dog Bully, played goody-two-shoes Geoff Campbell, nicknamed ‘Bible Boy’ by HOME & AWAY bad boy Aden Jeffries, in the show for a few years.

He might have been a Bible-thumper, but they still made him take his top off in the show and display the ridiculously perfect abdominal muscles all the young male actors in the soap were contractually obliged to possess.

Remember the way they’d show Geoff, Aden and Chris Hemsworth as Kim Hyde fresh out of the shower, a low-slung towel around the hips and the rock-hard six packs literally rippling for Australia? Phwoar. Remind me again why I was daft enough to stop watching HOME & AWAY? It had all the best abs of anywhere in the whole world, bar none.

Oh yes. I remember now. When I started writing in earnest in 2009, I lost touch with the soap, but I still remember it with fondness, and I love the way its actors and actresses keep turning up in different films. I also always preferred HOME & AWAY to NEIGHBOURS. I just could never get into NEIGHBOURS, for some reason.

Anyway, I think BAIT 3D is a better film than the critics give it credit for. I mean, it’s got great shark action and the sets are genuinely terrific; everything’s underwater and looks real and credible.

It’s kind of like THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE meets DEEP BLUE SEA and, as I love both these films, that’s actually a big compliment. It’s a disaster movie-shark attack crossover, and it gets my thumbs-up.

Have fun with it. And, if ever your dog tells you a tsunami’s coming (trust me; he’ll know!), don’t, whatever you do, go straight to the big supermarket in the precinct. Stay local, grab your tins of Pedigree Chum, then get the hell home…


Sandra Harris is a Dublin-based novelist, poet, short story writer and film and book blogger. She has studied Creative Writing and Film-Making. She has published a number of e-books on the following topics: horror film reviews, multi-genre film reviews, women’s fiction, erotic fiction, erotic horror fiction and erotic poetry. Several new books are currently in the pipeline. You can browse or buy any of Sandra’s books by following the link below straight to her Amazon Author Page:

Her debut romantic fiction novel, ‘THIRTEEN STOPS,’ is out now from Poolbeg Books.






“Even a man who is pure in heart
and says his prayers by night
may become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms
and the autumn moon is bright.”

This sounds like another hilarious horror movie monster crossover but it’s actually very dark, with the very real anguish of Lon Chaney Jr. as the Wolfman running the whole way through it, like the line of writing down the middle of a stick of seaside rock. He’s never played the Wolfman as a comedic character, but rather as a terrible curse forced upon him by the bite of a werewolf.

It happens on the moors one night while Lon Chaney Jr.’s human character, rich boy Lawrence Talbot, is back staying in his ancestral home with his father, played by Claude Rains, after an absence of some years. He’s a tragic character from the start, unable to live with this fiendish curse that causes him to turn into a wolf and kill people every time there’s a full moon. Howwwwwwwwwwwl…!

The film opens very atmospherically in a dark windswept graveyard by night in the little Welsh village of Llanwelly. A couple of grave-robbers are breaking into the tomb of Lawrence Talbot, who’s been dead for four years now, hoping to pinch any jewels or money that might have been buried with him.

Lawrence Talbot isn’t really dead however, and is thrilled of the opportunity to abscond from his crypt as his alter-ego the Wolfman. He ends up injured on a Cardiff street without any knowledge of how he got there.

He’s immediately deposited in the local hospital, where he gives Dr. Mannering and local copper Inspector Owen a cock-and-bull story about turning into a wolf when the moon is full. In march the orderlies with the strait-jacket for the nice crazy man…

Inspector Owen is played by Dennis Hoey, who brings the exact same detective’s outfit and brusque bedside manner to Inspector Owen as he does to Inspector Lestrade in the Basil Rathbone/Nigel Bruce Sherlock Holmes movies (1939-1945).

He doesn’t believe Larry’s mad story for a minute but, when Larry escapes from the hospital to go in search of the gypsy woman Maleva, whom he thinks can help to lift the curse from him, both he and Dr. Mannering are forced to take Larry’s wild claims seriously.

When Maleva tells a distraught Larry that she can’t take the curse away from him, Larry decides that, in that case, he wants to just die instead and have the whole thing over and done with. The two of them travel together to the little village of Vasaria somewhere in Europe in search of Dr. Frankenstein, whom Maleva has heard is a brilliant doctor who can cure the ailments other doctors can’t.

But Dr. Frankenstein is dead, and so is his creature, the Monster who wreaked such havoc in the town and caused such distress and horror to the townspeople. Would he have left a diary by any chance, some written records that might have the secret of life and death in them? Maybe the Baroness Elsa, the late Dr. Frankenstein’s attractive grown-up daughter, will know if such records exist and, if so, where to find them?

Elsa is only too happy to assist the handsome and tortured (a winning combination with the broads, lol) Larry Talbot, who by the way has come across an astounding discovery in the ruins of Dr. Frankenstein’s castle in the form of… well, I can’t tell you that, lol, but maybe you can guess?

Can Larry and Dr. Mannering- who’s caught up with them by now- recreate the conditions under which the original Dr. Frankenstein created life from the body parts of corpses and, if they can do that, can they reverse the process to end poor Larry’s tormented existence?

Oh, and, while they’re at it, can they manage to rid Vasaria of the mad Dr. Frankenstein’s evil creation once and for all? They can if the power of being able to play God doesn’t go right to Dr. Mannering’s head…

Dwight Frye is on the ‘right’ side of the law for once here, as a mouthy villager with a sharp haircut who calls for the destruction of Castle Frankenstein and all its warped inhabitants. Screen villain Lionel Atwill in a twirly moustache plays the Mayor of Vasaria and Bela Lugosi is brilliant- if voiceless- as Frankenstein’s Monster. Frankie’s head is flatter than ever, God bless his little electrodes…!

Check out the fabulous bling on the Baroness Elsa too, the pearls and the furs which I’m prepared to bet my bottom dollar are all real. This rather stunning Hungarian actress looks like a Viking Queen in her long blonde bedtime plaits. She really brings a touch of cool blonde glamour to the proceedings in Vasaria.

She’s clearly attracted to Larry but she’d be better off setting her sights elsewhere, like on Dr. Mannering, for instance. Larry is doomed, there’s no point at all in her hitching her wagon to his star. It’s a dead horse, a non-runner, a foregone conclusion. Dr. Mannering is smitten by the Baroness. If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with, that’s what I say.

The showdown between the Monster and the Wolfman doesn’t take up too much time but it’s massively endearing. I love them both so much I don’t want them to hurt each other but they don’t really.

It’s the external forces that will bring about their inevitable destruction, not a bit of petty in-house squabbling between the two monsters, lol. Who’d your money be on though, if they really did have a big pay-per-view showdown on d’telly? I’m undecided…!

It’s a visually beautiful film to look at, deliciously atmospheric and wreathed in swirling mist. There’s a very catchy song in it too, a song sung with gusto by all the villagers to celebrate the season of the new wine. Wine, in my humble opinion, is always worth celebrating. Will you join me in a rousing chorus or two? All together now: ‘Faro-la, faro-li…!’


Sandra Harris is a Dublin-based novelist, film blogger, poet and book-and-movie reviewer. She has studied Creative Writing and Film-Making. She has published a number of e-books on the following topics: horror film reviews, multi-genre film reviews, womens’ fiction, erotic fiction, erotic horror fiction and erotic poetry. Several new books are currently in the pipeline. You can browse or buy any of Sandra’s books by following the link below straight to her Amazon Author Page:

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