Not content to restrict itself to an exercise in "When Nature Attacks," the filmmakers take a hard, ugly turn into torture-porn territory.

Shark Night, handled with impersonality by Snakes on a Plane pilot David R. Ellis, aspires to nothing more or less than carrying along an audience through a string of unremarkable kills, often involving high-jumping fish.

A second round is out of the question. Unless, of course, they called it "Gladys Knight 3D.'' Then all is forgiven.

This is the sort of lazy commercial filmmaking that should not be rewarded.