A film that’s desperate to be cool, with more than a passing nod to John Carpenter’s titling and music. But it asks too much, taking our suspense of disbelief on long meandering walk.

Writing's a fight and this boy needs a battle
A film that’s desperate to be cool, with more than a passing nod to John Carpenter’s titling and music. But it asks too much, taking our suspense of disbelief on long meandering walk.
Four teenage women go into an under water Mayan city populated by blind Great White sharks. Chomping and screaming accompany a seemingly endless number of jump scares. Some of the talking in masks sounds a little disembodied, like the English voiceover for a German porn film, but it keeps going, a bit like the sharks, until you can’t help but flinch when a mouth with teeth comes jumping out of the water. Best watched with someone of a nervous disposition. Their screams only add to the fright.