Two giant croc-type animals escape from an experimental lab in Hawaii and nearly kill everyone one. David Carradine is the owner of the lab and wants to keep everything quiet. He brings in a military team to kill the crocs, only to discover fake TV bullets don't kill giant fake crocs. The team is killed, do next Carradine calls in "The Cajun" an American version of Crocodile Dundee, down to the hat. As the body count increases, so do suspicions. People who successfully escape one croc at one water hole always wind up at the place where the other croc is located.
In addition to men in uniforms, the crocs also feed off of girls in bikinis. Our Cajun hunter teams up with the local authorities to hunt down the crocs, the same people Carradine wants to hide everything from. If the crocs don't kill you, Carradine's men (or woman) will. The final scene was so bad it might as well have been clay-mation.
No f-bombs, sex, or nudity. Fake looking creatures, CG muzzle flashes (these actually match the sound) bad lines, bad acting, bad science. Would have been a great movie for 9 year old males in 1960.
If you like watching Asylum films while stoned, such as Moby Dick, or Mega-Shark vs. whatever, then you can't miss this one.