Humanoids from the Deep tells the horrifying tale of evil, horny fishmen that rampage a small fishing town. We know they're evil because they kill dogs, man's best friend. And it's very obvious they're horny, because they hump any female that can't outrun them. All the while teaching us that progress is never good and that kids and gasoline, petrol to some of our faithful readers, don't mix.

The fishing community of Noyo is debating whether they should let a cannery come into town. The cannery owner, in an attempt to buy the town's allegience, experiments with DNA to increase the salmon population. They actually cause a decrease in fish, because some of their genetically altered specimen have escaped into the local water and been eaten by predatory fish. As the salmon dwindle, the mutated predators must feed on something else.

We're treated to bizarre monsters, multiple explosions, gratuitous nudity and a typecast Vic Morrow. Combine all these things with moments of humor, some of which are unintended, and you have movie magic.

The monsters are both fun and funny. Their brains are exposed, so they have an easily accessible weak spot. One that even a topless beauty pageant winner can exploit. The ones that aren't going to fight or grab things, have insanely long forearms, which serve no purpose except to keep them off-balance. The normal armed ones certainly wreak havoc. There's a really fun scene that involves half of someone's face being munched off.

I can't tell if the explosions were supposed to be humorous or not. One molotov cocktail blows up three times, with what appears to be a great deal of force. Fortunately, the people standing right beside it are uninjured. Then a vehicle goes off the side of a bridge, it lands in the water. Only to explode on land a second later. I thought that only happened when you drove a Pinto.

And let's not forget the ladies. Ann Turkel looks great in a wet suit, even if she can't say coelacanth. Lynn Theel gets to be a love puppet for both a human and a humanoid. Lisa Glaser, whose career is much too short for me, spends all her screen time nude and is the inspiration for my nude beach excercise video. And let's not forget Linda Shayne in the aforementioned Miss Salmon attack. The real question, shower scene - Cindy Weintraub or stunt breasts? You decide.

All in all, this is an excellent b-movie. It has all the requirements for night of DVD merriment. When you're watching a movie with Troy, I mean, Doug McClure - you know you have Sandman Cinema euphoria.