This daft comic caper was written and directed by Wes Craven, but has little of the horror or gore usually associated with his movies. Instead the film concentrates on the comic book origins of the "Swamp Thing" character, and never takes itself too seriously. As a result of this, the movie is a hoot from begining to end, and makes for a fun (if very light) night's viewing. Don't expect to be scared, but laughs (intentional and unintentional) are a plenty, and fans of comic book horror will not be disapointed. Of particular note is the Swamp Thing's rubber costume which looks, well, like a rubber costume- something which Craven unashamedly waves in front of your eyes as if it were the best f/x ever put on a cinema screen. It's nice to see the purveyor of such classics as Last House on the Left and The Hills have Eyes give you a large dose (albeit much, much more blatent) of the sense of humour that would pepper Nightmare on Elm St and Scream.
All in all - if you're expecting a classic piece of cinema this is defintely not for you. However if you just want 90 mins of mindless entertainment, there are a lot worse pictures than this.