'The Last Sharknado: It’s About Time' Is a Fitting Epic Finale to a Ridiculous Series

It started in 2013, with a remarkably batshit spin on the “shark attack” premise: “What if waterspouts carry sharks out of the sea and transported them inland to wreak carnage in populated areas?”  Ever since, in each subsequent year, a new Sharknado made-for-TV movie was made, to the delight of the cult following that it managed to make.

Back then, it was apparent right off the bat that Sharknado was one of those movies that was intentionally terrible to be ironically entertaining.  So I watched it, and it ended up being my favorite “so bad, it’s good” movie of that year.  However, to see one of such movie should be good enough.  Thus, I never picked up any of the sequels… until this year’s The Last Sharknado: It’s About Time, the sixth installment of the series.  I decided to watch it because it’s supposed to be the last one, and, well, I just had to.

Now, coming into the movie, I wasn’t aware of a huge chunk of the story between the first movie and this one since, again, I haven’t bothered watching movies two to five.  But I don’t need to.  First of all, it wasn’t not worth it.  Turning to Wikipedia was enough to fill in the blanks.  Second, I had come to the understanding that every subsequent installment simply escalates in madness, so I just had to assume that this last one was the series at its most insane.

And – oh, boy – how it is so!  At this point, the series now has brought time travel into the equation, resulting to the characters encountering Sharknados in different parts of history, like in the prehistoric era (Megalodonado!), Arthurian Britain (fire-breathing sharks, a tranny Morgan[a] Le Fay, Neil deGrasse Tyson as Merlin), the American Revolutionary War, and the Wild West.  The whole thing is one painfully ludicrous scenario after another, brought about by the kind of elements that would make for good Mystery Science Theater 3000 riffing material.  Cheap CGI and ineptly obvious green screen work.  A bonkers, nonsensical script.  Sloppy action.  Ridiculous dialogue with much worse acting.  Scenes that are probably perfunctorily shot in one take.  Lame attempts of melodrama.

Overall, The Last Sharknado: It’s About Time is objectively bad – one of the worst movies of 2018 I’ve seen so far.  However, it’s also utterly hilarious in its mock-worthy godawfulness, and serves as a fitting epic finale for a franchise like Sharknado.