John Sayles, who wrote Brother from Another Planet, strikes again. In this crazy, fun little film, a little girl's pet alligator gets flushed, encounters medical waste and GET's GIGANTIC. It terrorizes Saint Louis, gets hunted by Henry Silva and Robert Forester and there's all kinds of havoc, A really fun B monster movie.

This is actually a serious monster horror with quite a good story behind it. It is not at all original but the acting, the direction and the whole film really comes off well as a good monster horror. It will hold your attention and keep you entertained but you may find it a bit silly and not scary enough. There is some good tension near the beginning but by the end this is all gone. Worth a watch and entertaining. Average monster movie affair that passes the time without much effort.

I was informed that this is considered a classic within the genre. I'm not sure what genre that is but either way it was somewhat of an anti-climax.A baby alligator is flushed down the toilet and twelve years later its big and it's angry! It's one police officer & his scientist buddies job to track it and kill it while surrounded by people who simply don't believe them.Is it wrong that I was cheering on the alligator? After all it's not some evil monster, it's just an abandoned hungry animal.Alligator isn't bad, it's just not that exciting. It looks decent considering it's 37 tears old but it hardly grips you.The Good: Creature effects aren't that bad considering it's age The Bad: No consistency regarding the Alligators size Robert Forster's hairThings I Learnt From This Movie:Alligators can be easily purchased as pets Alligators make great jump ramps

I don't have to share it with anyone if I don't want to. Alligator is such a funny, poke-you-in-the-eye sort of horror flick that only the most deathly serious among us wouldn't get a chuckle from it. I remember, more than anything else, the relentless teasing that Robert Forster gets for his bad haircut. Really, haircut jokes? In a story about an alligator that gets flushed down the toi-toi and gets loaded up on growth hormones until, well, you get the picture.I saw Alligator on ABC shortly after it left its theatrical distribution with, probably, not a cent to its name. Yet, when I got to see it in VHS, I jumped at the chance. I honestly don't know if I'd jump again, but I have great affection for this cheap, fun drive-in fare.