Hats off to Shelley Winters for classing-up the otherwise diabolically derivative Tentacles

In the rosy box office afterglow of “Jaws”, numerous cash-ins were hastily commissioned and, just like today’s sharksploitation tv movie sub-genre, savvy producers were on the lookout for the next big beast of the deep to terrify the movie-going public. An Italian/ American co-production, “Tentacles” has much in common with fellow spaghetti sea-monster production “The Last Shark” but the difference here is the producer’s cunning ruse in casting marquee names as a kind of production fig leaf for the paucity of the rest of the movie. Unfortunately, it seems like this tale of corporate greed provoking environmental reciprocity was pretty much in the can before the producers decided to boost its box-office potential. Enter Hollywood legends Shelley Winters, John Huston plus Henry Fonda literally phones in a cameo.

“Tentacles” opens with so many low shots of feet you’ll think you’re watching a long-lost film by Quentin Tarantino but unlike many monster movies of the era it doesn’t waste much time in claiming its first victims. Toddler Billy is snatched from the shore followed swiftly by Bill the boatman (the script isn’t terribly imaginative with names) is grabbed from his yacht in reasonably effective scenes but the first ten minutes are so derivative of “Jaws” it borders on – and might have actually worked better as – parody.

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Shelley Winters, however, makes an instant impact from the moment she appears on the screen. In terms of character, she’s given a lot to work with. She’s the bloody-mary-for-breakfast drinking man-eater sister of John Huston’s investigative journalist and mother to Tommy, whose main character trait is ‘looking forward to the forthcoming kids’ sailing regatta’, a leadenly obvious piece of foreshadowing.

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It’s such a meaty character set-up for Winters that you’ll be eager to see how it all pays off. The problem is, it doesn’t. None of the big-name guest stars really interact with the main plot at all, and none of them come face to face with the headline cephalopod. She’s all too often left to react to events, often off-screen. Nothing about her introduction as an alcoholic cougar single mother really matters off story-wise nor does her clumsily obvious early declaration that she prefers scuba diving to sailing, so if you’re expecting another “Poseidon Adventure” Hail Mary from Shelley, know that she stays firmly on dry land this time. In fact, all three of the “stars” disappear from the film around the hour mark and the supporting cast come to the fore to deal with the actual monster mashing.

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The titular tentacles make their first appearance about half an hour into the movie and the special effects aren’t too bad, at least to begin with. The film makes good use of stock footage of real octopi but as the film progresses the visuals become cheaper and shoddier as the film’s ambition overreaches its grasp and it can’t avoid the need to show the creature in all its ‘glory’.

There is some lovely maritime cinematography, albeit undermined by Stelvio Cipriani delivering a score which sounds like the BBC Radiophonic Workshop tuning up before an experimental jam session and director Oliver Hellman (Ovidio G Assonitis) even manages a few moments of real visual excellence: a spooky fish graveyard (or is it an octopus’ garden), echoed later by the sight of the children’s capsized regatta boats but he ruins it all by embracing the use of still photography with such abandon and randomness that I wondered if the streaming copy I was watching – it’s on Amazon Prime, folks – was faulty. It wasn’t.

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Story-wise, it’s achingly predictable even though it’s following a template that was less than two years old at this point. The child actors are dreadful but then nobody’s performance is helped by a haphazard and sloppy post-production dubbing job which leaves everyone just about in sync most of the time. It’s somewhat refreshing, I guess, that for once the authorities aren’t ever in denial over the danger posed and the drama, such as it is, comes from the increasingly desperate attempts to destroy the ravenous monster although there’s such a languid sleepiness to the whole thing, despite the terrible things happening, that you never get a sense of urgency. Remarkably, you’d think it’s archly contrived final orca v octa showdown between two recently released captive killer whales and the eponymous octopus would be a bridge too far for this meagre production but it actually works quite well, by the film’s own admittedly low standards.

Christopher Lee once said ‘Every actor has to make terrible films from time to time, but the trick is never to be terrible in them’ and that perfectly sums up Shelley Winters in “Tentacles”. Whenever she’s on-screen, she’s always the best thing there  – sorry John Huston – and she invests her character with a life and depth the movie doesn’t deserve or know what to do with. Her efforts may be wasted by the movie but game recognises game and so, at least, her efforts are matched by the movie’s milliner who ensures that even if you aren’t drawn to her magnetic performance, your eyes won’t be able to resist her character’s arsenal of hats

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Score 4/10
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Adored this review -thanks for taking the plunge and going for this. I tried and failed to watch this (also on Prime over here) and might try again after reading your thoughts on it. Thanks for joining our blogathon!

Christopher Cooper
5 years ago

You nailed it!! Shelley Winters is the best part of this fun, if silly and cheesy movie. She dominates, unafraid to go all out in her portrayal of the blowsy morning-drinker, far more interesting than any of the other big names in the film. You have made me want o see it again!

John L. Harmon
John L. Harmon
5 years ago

I am totally torn.
This sounds like a painful movie but Shelley Winters sounds wildly entertaining.
I have little doubt, thanks to your terrific and amusing review, I’ll be watching this!

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Hey Craggus forgot to thank you for your wonderful take on our banner! Thanks again for your fun post.