Like all battleships that venture into the Bermuda triangle looking for the President of the United States, the heroes of Bermuda Tentacles have a worm scientist on board. This is useful when the convoy of ships are beset by giant worms reaching out of the water to menace them.
I’m making it sound an awful lot better than it is.
He replies: “I don’t know…they’re worms. (dramatic pause) They do seem angry.”
In addition to the questions I was forming about that scientific assessment of the situation, I wondered why a movie called Bermuda Tentacles would be about worms.
Later, I sort of got my answer, but by that point I was of the opinion: “Worms. Tentacles. Who the hell cares?”
Linda Hamilton makes a commanding Admiral, but each of her scenes ended with her looking like she was going to angrily turn her agent into a chew toy as soon as the camera stopped rolling. And well she should, this movie was more crap than craptacular.