Better than its 1978 original since it embraces the glorious, crude-and-rude, splatter-comedy, B-film fun of the 1980's. Its polished trash on a bigger budget than its brethren, despite sometimes floundering in basic setups and cliched characters. It wears slasher-like themes akin to the past: perverted bros and sex-crazed females are punished equally... and we know the meek truly do inherit the earth.
The kind of movie I never would have watched if it wasn't streaming on Netflix. Part of me is disappointed that Alexandre Aja has become mired in the limbo of b-movie remakes, but I also realize that the only reason "Piranha" is halfway entertaining is because of Aja's ghoulish touch. Most of the runtime is comprised of weak jokes and tasteless nudity, but the finale ascends into true grand guignol territory.
A great start promises a tongue-in-cheek extravaganza and lots of gore, but in the end we are left with just gore. The visuals are dazzling, the creature design both creepy and frightening, but director Alexandre Aja quickly trades both the initial premises and the suspense for a flat and uninspired second act. The final showdown between dumb teenagers and clever fish is great though.
Exhilarating trash, perhaps the most unabashedly perverted, big budget gore flick in recent memory. Bonus points for all the tits and ass, Jerry O'Connell's bitten off cock and Chelsea Handler as the Sheriff.