I thought I smelled a sequel. Yep. The big crocodile is back for more. Only this time, it's not Egyptian. It's Aztec.
A group of criminals rob a bank and are going to Mexico to escape the law. They board Air Acapulco and check all of their bags holding the loot. It's a rainy flight and the storm is so bad that the pilot is told that he needs to turn around. That's when the expletives and bullets fly. The plane is hijacked. The copilot is shot and the bullet damages the instruments, forcing the plane to go down. The plane rips in half and there are not many survivors.
The boyfriend of one of the flight attendants sees on the Acapulco news that the plane has gone down and hires a tracker to help find the plane, since he thinks that no government officials will do any thing. This tracker guy has it all, a helicopter, several small boats, electronic gear to track the "black box" of the airplane. You name it.
The croc starts taking the survivors down one by one. The boyfriend and tracker meet up with the survivors and the whole crew of them make it to some deserted boat launch or something. Of course, that doesn't last and they have to make a break for it to try and get back to the helicopter.
Like the first Crocodile movie, the croc waits until the end to do something worthwhile. This time it takes down the helicopter.
It's as bad as the first one, but at least the croc is killed so we know there won't be Crocodile III: Expect Less. Or should we?
I give this movie 1/2 out of 5 Aztec crocodiles.
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