Thrash

In 1984, the Scorpions gave us “Rock You Like a Hurricane,” which might be the only time a hurricane has ever been described as a good thing—at least in the right context. In reality, hurricanes mean flooding, destruction, and chaos. Then in 2019, Crawl added a new layer of fear by throwing alligators into the mix.

Apparently, there are levels to hurricane nightmares.

Now Tommy Wirkola is here to raise the stakes even higher with Thrash, asking a simple but terrifying question: what if a town already dealing with a hurricane suddenly had to worry about bull sharks turning it into an all-you-can-eat buffet?

That’s exactly what Thrash is about.

A small town in South Carolina is bracing for a Category 5 hurricane. Most people have evacuated, but some—either by choice or circumstance—are still stuck. Some think it’s just another storm. Others know better, but it’s already too late.

Lisa (Phoebe Dynevor) is one of the unlucky ones. She didn’t want to stay, but her job forced her to, and to make things worse, she’s pregnant and recently left by her fiancé. As the storm closes in, she tries to get to higher ground—but doesn’t make it in time. When the levee breaks, floodwaters rush in, trapping her. She eventually finds refuge in a tree, where she spots Dakota (Whitney Peak), a girl who hasn’t left her home since her mother passed.

Elsewhere, three kids are stuck riding out the storm with foster parents who seriously underestimate what’s coming.

And then things get worse.

Because surviving a hurricane is one thing… surviving it with sharks right outside your door is something else entirely.

Written and directed by Wirkola, Thrash is lean and mean, clocking in at around 86 minutes. There’s no wasted time—it drops you right into the chaos as the storm hits. And just to make things even more dangerous, a truck carrying blood spills into the floodwaters after the levee breaks.

You can probably guess how that goes.

There aren’t many surprises here, and the dialogue isn’t anything special—but honestly, that’s not why you’re watching a movie like this. You’re here for the shark chaos.

And Thrash delivers.

This is exactly what you want from a killer shark movie—yes, that’s absolutely a genre—and it’s just wild enough to keep you locked in. Ever since Jaws, sharks have been one of cinema’s go-to boogeymen, and I’m always here for it, even if we all know the odds of a real-life shark attack are pretty slim.

If anything, I just wanted more of it.

For most of the movie, the threat builds through shadows in the water and fins slicing the surface, saving the full-on shark mayhem for the final stretch. When it finally lets loose, though, it’s worth the wait.

The human side of the story works well enough. Peak and Dynevor stand out, and it’s easy to root for the characters you’re supposed to, which helps keep you invested as everything falls apart around them.

I wasn’t expecting much from Thrash, especially since it shifted from a planned theatrical release to Netflix. But it ends up giving you exactly what you’re looking for: some solid shark kills, a fast pace, and a fun, easy watch.

At the end of the day, Thrash might not be great—but it’s definitely entertaining. And honestly, I’m starting to think there may never be such a thing as a bad movie with sharks in it.