Man on Film: Shark Night 3D

Take Piranha 3D.

Subtract all the cheeky, self-aware/-deprecating humor.

Extract all the wit.

Waste Donal Logue.

Excise the massive amounts of nudity.

Take everything else good away.

Then turn what's left into something worse.

You now have Shark Night 3D.

What a fucking waste.

Of time.

Of celluloid.

Of money.

Of Time.

Here's a trailer. Watch it if you want to, I guess.