A young man who arrives at a remote island finds himself trapped in a battle for his life.

Jack: You know what? I kind of dug the last mermaid horror movie I saw, Lure. Granted, this one looks way less off the wall fucking bonaners than that movie was, but hey, the connection is still there dammit. Actually, though, this looks kind of conventional but with the zombies/vampires/whatever monster swapped out for zora-people. And was that Ray Stevenson? I’ve always pictured him in a lighthouse.

Jake: Mark needs to stop recording our conversations and transcribing them in the internet. I don’t feel comfortable with how I’m being painted in that thing you probably haven’t read yet because it’s below this.

Mark: So I’m pretty positive this is how this movie came to be. Picture two guys in a writers room...

Person 1: Hey, other person, did you see that The Shape of Water won best picture?

Person 2: I sure did person 1. Do you know what that movie was about?

Person 1: A sexy merman. I didn’t really get it, as a film, because you know what’s sexier than a merman and a woman who doesn’t talk much? A sexy mermaid and dudes who talk a lot. Also guns, and fire, and boats, and spikes, and stuff. I bet we could make a totally better movie.

Person 2: Let’s do it. Also, we’ll shoehorn in a sexy mermaid love story. Why not?

Person 1: Because that doesn’t make sense?

Person 2: Shut up, Mark, love doesn’t make any sense.

Person 1: Whoa, dude, back up. You doing okay?

Person 2: Yeah… sorry. Didn’t mean to snap. Things have just been hard lately. You know? I make movies to cope and I kinda just need to channel my anger and confusion at something right now. I’m sure it won’t have a detrimental effect on my work.

Person 1: There is absolutely zero fucking way that’s correct, but whatever you had me at sexy mermaids.