Beneath Loch Ness Movie Review
Beneath Loch Ness borrows a page from Jaws, with mysterious deaths attributed not to Nessie but to prankster teenagers, while researchers and a TV crew try to pull off a Geraldo-worthy expose show in the decidedly southern California-looking "Loch Ness." But of course the real Nessie is out there somewhere, savagely marauding people while the local police chief repeatedly refuses to close the Loch, and damn the tourists!
As directed by Chuck Comisky ("the special effects master behind Dungeons & Dragons!"), Beneath Loch Ness proves itself one of the worst movies I've ever seen, direct-to-video or otherwise. Poor Lysette Anthony, who can sometimes act inoffensively, looks embarassed to be in this picture, and we feel the same way for watching it.
It's not even funny for camp value. Basically, there's nothing here to generate even the most basic level of interest. There's no wisecracking sidekick, there's no gruesome decapitations, we don't even get Anthony in a bikini. Hell, even Deep Blue Sea figured that one out.