So after scaring the bejesus out of horror fans around the globe with his slow burning Wolf Creek, director Greg McLean has made a clear and conscious decision to embrace a few of the trappings his recent success has brought. Many diehard fans of the horror genre have voiced concern that McLean has sold-out, going from a gritty mind-fuck of a picture to what equates to little more than a generic hollywood monster film. 

So has he done enough to justify his move? Well in many ways no, not really. Let’s look at this with a little context, we’re talking about a big crocodile on the loose eating a bunch of scared tourists, we’ve seen this picture a thousand times before and unless you bring something totally unique to the table you’re going to have to hit every scene out of the park just to break even. 

Mclean has made the stock killer animal film as well as it can be made – the scares work, the acting is adequate and the monster itself is just about worth the ticket price alone, unfortunately, the lack of originality cripples McLean’s all so important follow-up to Wolf Creek. 

After showing such promise and ability, McLean’s paint by numbers sophmore release will only serve to buy him a third shot at realizing the potential career awaiting him.