

A sheriff named Hank
Keough (Brendon Gleeson) does some
researching with his deputy named Stevens
(Richard Leacock) in a lake called Lake
Placid. While Stevens is scubbadiving
under water he is suddenly and quickly
chomped in half by an unknown creature.
They bring some reserachers and other
deputies into the area to help to find
out what caused his death and bring up
the local Game Warden named Jack Wells
(Bill Pullman) and he teams up with a
paleontologist named Kelly Scott (Bridget
Fonda) from New York to find the beast.
Then arrives an eccentric philanthropist
with a penchant for "Crocs"
named Hector Cyr (Oliver Platt) who tells
them they are dealing with a crocodile
but some of them find it very hard to
believe it is due to certain weather
conditions during the different seasons
at the lake.
Hector tries to set booby traps for the
croc but Hank ends up being trapped in
them all the time. While they are
researching again in the lake, another
deputy's head is chomped off by this
crocodile who is a close friend of
Hank's.
Next, they dicover that a nutty widow
named Delores Bickerman (Betty White)
whom they have questioned her before has
been feeding this croc with her cattle to
keep it alive. The team tries to find
some way to flush it out of the lake by
keeping it alive and transferring it to
another department of a lake in another
country before it kills more people, and
this time it would be including them!

I very much
enjoyed this film as it shows true talent
into making a film with a good strong
plot and not one of those typical type
horror flicks that offers mainly killing
to cover the storyline.
This is packed with action and comedy as
well making this film a major
entertainment vehicle to watch as well.
It's both witty, terrifying and
adventurous all together.
I advise horror fans to watch this piece
if they haven't already as they has a
terrific set to shoot this thing.

The acting is
great and has an interesting cast of
characters.
We have a great co-starring role by
Brendon Gleeson as the temperamental
Sherrif who is funny in his role when he
loses his temper.
There's also a hilarious supporting role
by Betty White as the nutty
bubble-headed widow which should give you
a few laughs if you enjoyed her work in
shows before, since she usually played
these types of roles.
All of the other cast members pull
extremely well in their roles which
should please everyone, regardless.

A deputy is
chomped in half which is very gruesome
and graphic
A decapitated moose's head is found in a
lake
A persons head rolls in towards the camp
scene of the researchers.
We also get the croc quickly chomping off
another deputy's head.

Steve Miner
is the man for this one and we all
remember how he started when he worked in
the first two sequels of Friday
the 13th, during which time his
work lacked somewhat.
However, with this film he is far from
lacking and shows major improvement.
He shows terrific scenery as well as fast
action with the crocodile attacking
(using special effects) and terrific
action with the actors as well, making
them seem unbelievably funny with their
comedic lines.
A really suspenseful scene he directed
was when Platt's character was
in the lake face to face with the croc,
during which time you may think to
yourself "Any sudden moves and this
beast will chomp you faster than a
speeding bullet!"
He also made the scene, where the chopper
crashes into the lake, look completely
real and dynamic as well.

Excellent composing by
John Ottman as he brings the
suspense with his classical composing
when it's necessary and making it sound
very mainstream.
His direction with musical backgrounds is
guaranteed to make you jump at times.
We have a three songtracks
used in the film and one of them is a
cover song of The Partridge Family's
classic "I Think I Love
You", played during the
beginning of the movie when the sherrif
and deputy are doing reserch work in the
lake and the son is playing on their
radio.
Also there is a song entitled "It's
Not Unusual" by Tom Jones and
during the closing credits there's a
reggae song performed by Bob Marley and
the Wailers with their track "Is
this Love".

Mrs.
Bickerman: I'm rooting for the
crocodile. I hope he swallows your
friends whole.
[Upon
finding a decaying toe]
Hector: Is this the man that was
killed?
Sheriff Hank Keough: He seemed...
taller.
Sheriff
Hank Keough: Ma'am, your husband
Bernie, you didn't by any chance lead him
to the lake blindfolded?
Mrs. Bickerman: If I had a dick,
this is where I'd tell you to suck it!
[to a
game warden]
Hector Cyr: I'm a civilian, not a
trout - you have no authority over me
whatsoever.
Kelly
Scott: The lake is so black and
still.
Sheriff Hank Keough: Yeah, we
wanted to call it Lake Placid, but we
heard that name was already taken.
Jack
Wells: It's not a science trip.
Kelly Scott: Could you be a little
more condescending? 'Cause I'm not real
great with subtlety.
Jack Wells: Something in that lake
killed somebody, all right? I appreciate
your trying to help. I'm really glad that
you... brought the RAID.
Kelly Scott: There, that's better.
Jack Wells: Ma'am...
Kelly Scott: Look, if you call me
"ma'am" one more time I'll sue
you for sexual harrassment, and with
today's laws, it's possible.
Sheriff Hank Keough: She's good.
Kelly
Scott: You got to fire your big gun.
Did it meet your expectations?
Sheriff Hank Keough: Overrated.
Kelly
Scott: I don't do field and even if I
did... Maine? I'm allergic to timber!
Sheriff
Hank Keough: I... I... I never heard
of a crocodile crossing an ocean.
Hector Cyr: Well, they conceal
information like that in books.
Sheriff
Hank Keough: Tents were sent ahead.
Should already be set up by the time we
get there.
Kelly Scott: Tents? We're staying
in TENTS?
Sheriff Hank Keough: I told you,
two days we'd have to camp.
Kelly Scott: Yes! Camp! But I
thought that meant Ramada Inn. I never
heard tents! Will there be toilets?
Jack Wells: Maybe we should just
take you back.
Kelly Scott: Why? Because I prefer
toilets?
Kelly Scott: Maybe I should just
wipe myself with some leafy little piece
of poison oak. And then I can spend the
whole day scratchin' my ass, blendin' in
with the natives.
Kelly
Scott: Uh, there's something I wanted
to ask you. What's it like to be a woman
in the woods of Maine? I mean, the guys
don't turn all horny or anything like
they did in Deliverance, right?
[She sees Jack Wells is listening]
Kelly Scott: Ahh... I knew you
were there.
Jack Wells: Hmm. Never been to
Maine before, huh?
Kelly Scott: Oh, I have good
hygiene, I'm not welcome.
Sheriff
Hank Keough: Who are you?
Hector Cyr: Hector Cyr, I said it
once, lemme know when it sinks in, OK?
Sheriff
Hank Keough: Crocodiles can't swim in
salt water.
Hector Cyr: Yeah, well, that'll be
your little secret.
[Sheriff
Keough finds two of his deputies digging
a deep hole and gives them an icy stare]
1st Deputy: He paid us. Five
hundred.
2nd Deputy: It's a trap.
Sheriff Hank Keough: You accepted
money from him?
1st Deputy: We took a check.
[Hector
Cyr is dancing with a female Deputy
Sheriff]
Hector Cyr: Law enforcement is
very dangerous work isn't it?
[She nods]
Hector Cyr: And you have such big,
wonderful boobs.
Deputy Sharon Gare: Ha! Thank you!
[Hector
Cyr is preparing to SCUBA dive to look
for the crocodile]
Sheriff Hank Keough: I brought a
pork chop for luck. Maybe you could hang
it around your neck.
Hector Cyr: That's sweet. Maybe
later you can chew the bark off my big
fat log.
Mrs.
Bickerman: Oh, my husband passed
away. It's been almost two years now.
Sheriff Hank Keough: My department
doesn't have any record of that, Mrs.
Bickerman.
Mrs. Bickerman: Well, I'm sorry.
Incomplete records haunt me so.
Jack Wells: What was the cause of
your husband's death, ma'am? Do you know?
Kelly Scott: We don't mean to
invade your privacy, but was he ill, was
he sick?
Sheriff Hank Keough: Was he
swallowed?
Sheriff
Hank Keough: The tooth is in here.
Kelly Scott: Well that's... that's
the morgue.
Sheriff Hank Keough: Yes.
Kelly Scott: Well, uh... is the
dead guy in there?
Sheriff Hank Keough: That's where
they keep 'em. Look, you want me to bring
the tooth out here?
Kelly Scott: No. No, let's...
after you.
Hector
Cyr: I am a brown belt! Go ahead!
Take your best shot! Take your best
[the sheriff punches him in the nose,
knocks him flat]
Sheriff Hank Keough: He said he
knew karate.
Jack Wells: You hit him.
Sheriff Hank Keough: I did, yeah.
Hector Cyr: Did he say
"go"? Aren't you supposed to
say "go" in karate? You're
supposed to say "go"!
Sheriff
Hank Keough: Look. He's suffering. I
get to be humane.
[Aims grenade launcher]
Hector Cyr: No! No. No, no, no
look, he's trapped. We've done it. So
what it's not a net but, but, but he's
trapped. Mission accomplished.
Jack Wells: Shoot him!
Hector Cyr: I've got more drugs.
He's half dead.
Jack Wells: He's half alive! Shoot
him!
Mrs.
Bickerman: Murders and rapes in the
city, people bomb planes, can the police
stop 'em? No! But feed one little cow to
a crocodile...
Sheriff Hank Keough: You're gonna
stay right here until the police show.
You're under full house arrest.
Mrs. Bickerman: Thank you, officer
fuck-meat!
[the
U.S. and Florida game officials finally
show up]
Sheriff Hank Keough: We, uh,
trapped him with our chopper.
Hector
Cyr: He bit me! He bit me! There's
two! There's two!
Sheriff Hank Keough: I can count.
[the second crocs rears up out of the
water and the sheriff blows his head off
with the grenade launcher]
Sheriff Hank Keough: Back to one.
Hector
Cyr: What'd Bickerman say?
Jack Wells: Well, she didn't want
to tell us about the second croc 'cause
she was afraid we'd blow its head off.
Sheriff Hank Keough: Women's
intuition.
[to
the sheriff]
Hector: Sometimes when friends of
the family say things, they tend not to
sink in. So maybe it would help to hear
it from a complete stranger. YOU'RE FAT.
Kelly
Scott: His scales were oval. He's an
Asian Crocodile.
Sheriff Hank Keough: Why... why
would he come here? I mean, it's
impossible. Asia. How would he get here?
Hector Cyr: Obviously some asshole
in Hong Kong flushed him down the toilet.
Mrs.
Bickerman: I'll sue you!
Jack Wells: Go ahead.
Mrs. Bickerman: You can't take a
cow by eminent domain!
Sheriff Hank Keough: We just did.
Jack Wells: We won't let her get
hurt, Ma'am.
Mrs. Bickerman: You're all
cocksuckers! I knew it first, I just
didn't want to say it!
Kelly
Scott: What kind of backup do we
have?
Sheriff Hank Keough: We?
Kelly Scott: What?
Sheriff Hank Keough: Well, I'm a
little unclear as to why the museum would
send somebody here.
Kelly Scott: You got a thing
against museums?
Sheriff Hank Keough: Naw, I got
nothin' against museums.
Kelly Scott: Ever been in one?
[Kelly
slaps Keough]
Sheriff Hank Keough: Quit hitting
me!
Kelly Scott: Stop throwing heads
at me!
Sheriff
Hank Keough: We're saved! The museum
in New York just sent us some additional
backup.
Kelly Scott: Kelly Scott.
Jack Wells: Jack Wells.
Kelly Scott: Hi.
Jack Wells: Eh, some museum sent
ya', huh?
Kelly Scott: What, are we all
museum bigots in Maine?
Sheriff Hank Keough: She's rude
sarcastic. You two should get along.
Jack
Wells: Do you know how your husband
died?
Mrs. Bickerman: Oh yes! I killed
him.
Jack Wells: You killed him?
Mrs. Bickerman: Oh yes!
Kelly
Scott: I will NOT calm down! This is
the second time I've been hit with a
severed head and I DON'T LIKE IT!
Hector
Cyr: Let's not overlook the fact that
he didn't eat me.
Jack Wells: 'Cause he just ate a
cow, stupid!
[In
the progress of taming the crocodile
instead of killing it]
Kelly Scott: We're doing the right
thing.
Jack Wells: You wouldn't think so
if you are eaten.
Hector
Cyr: Did she tell you we had sex? So
vigorous!
Kelly Scott: I *never* had sex
with you!
Hector Cyr: Damn, I'm so terrible,
they never remember.
Hector
Cyr: You're supposed to say 'go' in
karate. You face each other, you bow, and
you say go!
Sheriff Hank Keough: Yeah, as in
go fuck yourself!
Mrs.
Bickerman: Is it illegal to wish the
chewing of law enforcement?
Mrs.
Bickerman: [slapping her cow to
the crocodile] Come and get it.
Kelly
Scott: You hurt his feelings.
Jack Wells: I don't care.
[to Keough]
Jack Wells: Do you care?
Sheriff Hank Keough: No, he's an
asshole.
Sheriff
Hank Keough: Oh God, we forgot to
pack feminine napkins!
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