This film considers itself the Mexican version of Jaws, or at least that's what director and co-writer Rene Cardona Jr, purveyor of terrible Mexican horror movie crap, would want you to believe. That's right, Mexico got in on the killer animals fad with this 1977 movie (based on a book by the same name, no less) that is more interested in exploring the world of threesomes than actually being a killer shark movie.

The film starts off with Steven, a curly-haired lothario, returning to Mexico to spend some time relaxing on his yacht (which is ironically named Tiger Shark). While he relaxes on his boat, scoping out the hot, bikini babes, he meets Patricia. They have a hot and heavy montage sex affair (including laying bare ass naked on the bed, and lounging naked on their catamaran, etc) and then things start to get real when she feels she falls in love with him. He is unsure, so they break up, and she finds another guy named Miguel to keep her warm at night. Steven is jealous, but will not have to fight Miguel to the death for her honor because Patricia is killed by a Tiger Shark, or Tintorera, while swimming one morning after crazy sex. See, you almost forgot this was a killer shark movie. And already I know the shark is going to be cobbled together from stock footage, so I try not to let it bother me and just enjoy the film. I also try to forget the fact that they made the shark breath like Darth Vader.

It seems there is a killer in the waters off of the Gulf of Mexico, but instead of going out and trying to find it, Steven and Miguel become friends and start hunting for lonely girls to have sex with. They meet with two girls and share them all night long. Then, while having dinner and planning their next conquest they meet Gabriella (played by the beautiful Susan George of Straw Dogs fame). She is a lonely British tourist looking for a good time, and no sooner do they say hello to each other that the three of them end up in bed together. So follows what is the longest and most boring portion of the film (and believe me, all of the film is boring), as we watch montage after montage of the threesome couple. They have dinner together, and then they have sex; they explore some ruins and take pictures, and then they have sex; they go swimming and then they have sex. Basically, that's the whole damn movie, and then Miguel is killed by the shark, Gabriella leaves, and Steven goes out and seeks revenge on the shark. He apparently kills it, but I couldn't be too sure, because of the shitty direction.

This movie had some promise at the beginning. I could live with a stock footage shark if it was done well, and the few times the shark attacks, like the scene featuring Patricia Barnes (The Devil's Rejects) in her nude and nubile 18-year-old debut, do work and are suspenseful and gory. And although it adds to the realism of the film, I could have done without the killing of real animals on camera for what seemed like pointless excuses. But why oh why, turn a killer shark movie into a softcore piece of garbage about threesomes? Not only does it ruin the film completely, but it manages to disappoint everyone who watches it. No one's going to rent Jaws to see some man ass and threesome sex, and most likely no one would see this movie expecting there to be such requirements. We expect a shark movie, and we get a boring as hell love story about a slutty chick and the two amoral guys that bang her. This is not Jaws, and it isn't even the Mexican equivalent. This is an episode of Sex and the City with a killer shark subplot.

- Jose Prendes