Sharknado 3: Oh Hell No!

Sharknado 3: Oh Hell No! fully embraces its so-bad-it's-good status as a camp sensation and wastes no time getting to the action. The first "sharknado" touches down before we even hit the 10-minute mark. The problem is, after three installments of these movies, the schtick is losing some of its bite. The filmmakers were clearly aiming to make a cheesy movie, and in that regard they succeeded brilliantly. The cast is rife with washed-up, Z-list celebs giving stiff line readings, and as with the previous go-rounds, there are cameo appearances from a surreal array of completely random folks including Ray J, Jerry Springer, Ann Coulter, Chris Jericho, and even disgraced congressman Anthony Weiner playing the head of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration -- probably the closest he'll get to a government position again.

The special effects in Sharknado 3 are so low-quality that you'll see more realism in almost any modern video game, and they actually appear to use stock footage in several parts -- and even show the same footage more than once. There's also far too much time spent showing off corporate logos and overselling Universal Studios as a terrific theme park, which could have been better spent on more action, laughs, and B-movie shark butchery. And though we all know that most folks choosing to watch a film like this aren't looking for believability or to find a new Emmy contender, the question is whether the schtick still has sea legs now that the novelty's wearing off and we know exactly what to expect.