I love tacky B movies. They're usually campy and fun. I'm sitting here in awe of how truely awful this one is. The terrible over-acting, the background is, understandably, the Everglades so it's all water and overgrown brush, which makes me want to go out in the yard and weed. The sound man should have been sacrificed to the alligator gods. In fact everyone associated with this mess should be eaten by Tartu. If there is anything to say in it's defense, it's that it was made just a year after Beach Blanket Bingo, when teenage make-out movies were still at their height and didn't need any kind of quality. Oh, yeah, that, and the fact that no matter how much Swamp, trauma, crying, running around or diving in the water, the two lead actresses never mussed their hair, their makeup remained perfect, and their clothes didn't wrinkle.
As for me, I hope Tartu "gets" them all!
Review of Death Curse of Tartu
