What A Horrible Way To Die!

First it´s two adorable little boys, camping with their parents in the Mojave Desert, who are fanged to death by at least a dozen of ´em. Then a housewife is setting a table for dinner when she´s unexpectedly greeted by an army of the wiggling horrors scurrying around by her feet. Worse, as a plumber on a late-night house call crawls beneath a home and disconnects a bathtub´s drainpipe, a big scaly one makes a beeline straight up his pants. Unaware of this, the lady of the house climbs into what she assumes will be a relaxing bubble bath only to find Rattlers suddenly swimming between her legs.

As the reptile attacks continue, the Mojave Sheriff´s Department brings in two experts, herpetologist Tom Parkinson (I Specialize in Rattlesnakes!), and feminist photographer Ann Bradley, who quickly uncovers a link between the anti-social snakes and the U.S. Army; specifically "CT3," an experimental nerve gas controlled by a crackpot colonel straight out of Dr. Strangelove…

A film which has no trouble being good-natured one minute, then surprisingly sadistic the next, Rattlers delights in activating the ophidiophobia in all of us. And remember, kids: "It doesn´t hurt to be overcautious when you´re dealing with any kind of venomous snake!"

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Upplagd i sortimentet: 16 Juni, 2006