Picture a luxury yacht: helipad next to the hot tub. Gorgeous waitstaff. Laboratory full of unholy experimental sea monster hybrids. Top shelf bar. We all know the drill!
Fortunately, the unholy sea monsters are being kept in a state of suspended animation. (Fortunate for the producers, because it’s much cheaper to not have the sea monster puppets move.) Unfortunately, there’s one thing that awakens them: horny college students. And WOW does this boatload of drunken college students who just stowed away qualify!
And who can blame them? The yacht has an erotic talking fish clock! It’s never explained or even questioned, but its sensual charms are clearly impossible to resist, even once the seamonsters start slashin’ throats and jammin’ ovipositors places where ovipositors have no right to be jammed.
