First, it has to be said that this movie is lacking in a few crucial elements. It doesn't have that essential heavy-handed plot that most movies need, nor does it have a cast of stunning stars (although having Richard Moll in it was really fun) to make up for the lack of a plot, and it also lacks a budget to throw to any sorts of effects wizardry in to cover up the casting/plot problem. So, if you have to have these things to enjoy yourself, I'd suggest you turn away from this review now, shaking your head in disgust at the four stars I'm going to give it, asking yourself what on Earth would possess someone to give such a movie such high marks. For anyone who's left (i hope there's one or two) here's my answer.
Being a fan of movies that are a bit - lacking - in monetary constraints, I saw this as a real hit-or-miss picture that was spawned from another movie that wasn't received with opened arms. It also has to do with something I'm terribly fond of, that of giant insects and the efforts they go to while trying to establish some semblance of control on an otherwise mundane planet. In this movie the director take the idea that the first movie was hinged upon, that of experimentation leading to super-spiders, and leads it down darker alleyways as it mingles human hosts, flesh-feasts in oversized gladbags, lots of fangs, and boatnapping into the fray. Without trying to give too much of the move away and warning those who are interested in seeing this movie to basically rent it as a trial and skip this for fear of spoilers, the movie begins with people having fun, playing cards and drinking, on the high seas. Their fun is quickly put to an end as they find their ship boarded, their heads and fists meeting in the most loving of manners before they are unceremoniously bagged in what appear to be some really spacious gunnysacks, their boat torched and annoying captain/bartender murdered in the process. Enter our two main, horribly naive, characters - one a bumbling male and the other a slightly more intuitive female - that stumble across the charred wreckage while kicking it in their overglorified sailboat, take some pictures of it in the process before finding themselves in the midst of a horrendous storm. Fearing that navigating might actually get them out of this mess, they start sending out SOS calls out frantically and then, through a manner of mishaps that prove that any idiot can get a boat and sail it, they manage to sink their vessel. As luck would have it, a sizable freight vessel is in the area and notices their rescue flares, picking them up from certain death and letting the esteemed Doctor Grbac (Richard Moll) check them out. Well, curiosity gets to our male lead and he has to prod around while on board, knowing that something is amiss because the boat, strangely enough, seems to be going around in circles (and ignoring his wife's calls of "who cares, they can be smuggling drugs for all I care" in the process). Well, after finding a room full of bodies in cold storage and evidence of some eight-legged horrors being bred in the sublevels of the boat, its up to the real brains - the heroine -to find out what's up and how to calm the nerve that her obviously ignorant husband has rubbed wrong.
Despite its flaws, there are some good effects in the movie, especially with the splattering births of the cute baby spiders. These, of course, look like sock-puppets when they crawl away, but laundry can be fearsome depending on how long its been away from the wash. Besides, there are also some really wonderful prosthetic effects showcased here as well, the kind my friends and I - with a vast amount of effort - made out of silly straws and then threw around in drunken fits, to go with the computer generated one that might keep someone with arachnophobia from laughing. So, why did I give it four stars? Because all of those elements combined into something not intentionally funny but really good, keeping me rolling for hours on end.