The first two Sharknado movies knew exactly what they were. The first film wasn’t meant to be anything more than an average Syfy (or was it Sci-Fi back then?) original movie. Thanks to Twitter, it blew up into a phenomenon. I don’t know that it was any better (or worse) than the other Syfy original content of the time, but its premise (a tornado… full of sharks!) was enough to hook the internet.
Sharknado 2: The Second One embraced the insanity of the first and, like a world-class chef, elevated its flavor profile to be even better than the first. It chocked its 90 minutes with cameos and next-level lunacy, and is the most fun film of the bunch.
That’s why it’s such a bummer that Sharknado 3: Oh Hell No! is far-and-away the least enjoyable film in the series thus far. I don’t think I’ve hit Sharknado overload (Sharknadoverload?), as I’m perfectly willing to devote one evening per year to watching its annual iteration and babbling about it on Twitter. But unlike the first two entries into this illustrious film series, Oh Hell No! is a chore to get through.
Sharknado 3 just has no heart. It feels like a pale imitation of the second one; this time, there’s even more cameos to be found and the stakes are even higher. But nothing about it is fun. It’s a shame, because I’d been looking forward to it for a while. I don’t expect much out of these movies — all I want is two hours of scenes that make no sense and make me shout WAIT WHAT IS HAPPENING — but Sharknado 3 doesn’t deliver that.
There’s fun to be had, of course. (This is a Syfy original movie, after all.) But there’s far too much padding between a working chainsaw trophy and battling sharks in space; because of that, it’s only fair to say that Sharknado 3 is not worth your time.