Shark. Movie. Marathon.
Yes, you read that right.
Okay, so a lot of people watched Sharknado and fell in love with the absolute craziness of it. It was amazing in an I-can’t-believe-someone-thought-of-this kind of way. I mean, who really thinks, “Let’s take a tornado and sharks, throw them all together and see what happens!”
It was a total round up of the bestest, most nutty shark inspired movies SyFy has ever done.
Supershark. Swamp Shark. Sand Shark. Sharktopus.
There’s something about the absurd crossed with the normal that appeals to me. Maybe it’s the creativity that it would take to come up with an even semi-plausible method for these stories to happen. I love them. To the point I’m even looking forward to the upcoming Ghost Shark movie that looks really silly. Chances are, I’ll love it even more.
A lot of this love for the weird crossed with possibility of more is what drove me to write A Kiss for a Cure. I’ve always wanted to fantasize about the possibility of things living in space. I figured, why not mash up my love of sharks, with space? This isn’t a blog to talk about my book, what I want to talk about is just that wild, fantastical and weird part of us that likes movies like Sharknado. It’s not great acting, it’s not even believable, but it’s crazy and fun and weird.
I don’t know if the idea to put the movie into theaters or do a sequel will really pan out, but I love it as a franchise already. I’ll be one of those people in my Sharknado t-shirt, yes, I bought a t-shirt, lining up to watch it with all my fellow weird, sci-fi loving friends.