We all remember Sharknado, right? How could we not? The gosh-awful CGI is pretty hard to forget. Ever since Jaws put it on the market, the man-eating shark trope has been tried time and time again. Though, none have achieved quite the cultural impact of Spielberg’s classic. 2019 swapped out Great Whites for gators, giving us Crawl. Netflix is reverting back to sharks, reheating the age-old nachos. In a category five hurricane, flooding is the last thing to fear. A hoard of hungry sharks ravage a coastal town in the official trailer for Thrash.
What’s more thrill-inducing than a raging hurricane, blood-thirsty sharks, and a pregnant woman…for some reason? I’m not sure what vibe Netflix was going for with this one, but scary isn’t exactly the word I would use. Half the attacks in the trailer don’t even show the full sharks. More importantly, anything that uses “Baby Shark” for background music immediately loses points for seriousness.
In all fairness, the trailer starts out decent enough. As a Florida girl, myself, hurricanes are scary. And very real. Sharks, less scary, but let’s go with it. The premise, though extremely overwrought, isn’t innately the worst. It’s the execution that measures up subpar. Whether it’s intended to be satirical or not, Thrash definitely looks silly. Halfway through the trailer we see a very pregnant Phoebe Dynevor quite literally giving birth in the midst of a shark-infested hurricane. That’s a Mad Libs prompt if I ever read one. And, for a shark movie, you’d think we’d see a few more sharks. Building the suspense, I suppose.
At the very least, the sharks seem to look a bit better than the ones in Sharknado. They aren’t jumping out of the sky; that’s a plus. Despite how unserious this movie looks, I could still see people being super unironically into it. Just look at Sharnado. It has it’s own cult following, and no one is watching Sharknado because it’s actually “good.” Thrash has some steep competition. Thrash hits Netflix on April 10.