When I pitched to Flixist’s Supreme Overlord Matt a Sharknado Retrospective, I had a pretty clear-cut goal in mind. I wanted to look at all six movies in the franchise, with the most recent one being last month’s The Last Sharknado: It’s About Time, and ask if the franchise was really so-bad-it’s-good entertainment. Kind of in the same way I cemented myself to my couch to watch every Pixar movie, I sat down for a solid marathon of sharks, Ian Ziering, and chainsaw action.
But as I kept watching all six movies, something began to crystallize for me. I can’t remember if it was during the fourth or the fifth movie, but I couldn’t do it anymore. I couldn’t force myself to watch through every Sharknado movie. It’s not like the movies were physically painful to sit through, but I was getting bored. I was constantly surfing the internet, looking at the runtime on my DVD player, taking breaks to walk my dog, and worst of all, falling asleep. I was certain that Sharknado would be a terribad masterpiece, but instead, I just saw a bunch of bad movies one right after the other.
So I think I have an answer to my original question. Sharknado is not so-bad-it’s-good. Sharknado is a marathon of dumb ideas thrown against a wall, hoping one of them sticks.
Source: Destructoid Sharknado isn’t so bad it’s good; it’s just bad