I was expecting nothing from Chupacabra Terror as the idea was bad to begin with, but stuck with it as I admire John Rhys Davies. Once again he is one of few redeeming qualities(in this case the only one) of a movie, looking charismatic and the only actor to actually look dignified and not embarrassed(which considering the badness of the film that is a credit). Sadly for him, everything else is awful, with the rest of the acting pretty much non-existent with lines said in a flat fashion and nobody really being genuinely scared or affected by what's happening to them. Chupacabra Terror is further undermined by a very clunkily written script that is with cheesy one-liners and lazy attempts at exposition, stereotypical characters that you learn next to nothing about and don't feel anything before and a dull, predictable story that also has an anti-climatic ending, scares that barely make you flinch and scenes that are nowhere near suspenseful or terrifying enough. All in all, John Rhys Davies at least has some dignity, that's more than this rubbish deserves in all honesty. 2/10 Bethany Cox

I caught this on Amazon Prime under the title CHUPACABRA: DARK SEAS. It's nothing special but it does the job for a B-movie monster flick. The setup reminded me of HORROR EXPRESS a little, with a scientist transporting a secret creature onto a moving vehicle, in this instance a ship. Unfortunately said creature proceeds to escape and tear up the cast. A lot of this is familiar from the likes of ALIENS, with various grunts being messily dispatched by the foe, which is simply a guy in an average-looking monster suit. But John Rhys-Davies adds some fun to the proceedings and it's certainly grisly enough to satisfy gorehounds.

Obsessive zoologist Dr. Pena (nicely played by Giancarlo Esposito) captures a chupacabra (Mark Viniello in a funky rubber suit) and smuggles it on board a deluxe ocean liner. However, the chupacabra gets loose and goes on a grisly rampage. It's up to stalwart U.S. Marshall Lance Thompson (a solid and likable performance by Dylan Neal) and the hearty, gutsy, and debonair Captain Randolph (a marvelously lively and charismatic performance by John Rhys-Davies) to kill the bloodthirsty beast.

Director John Sheppird, who also co-wrote the compact and eventful script with Steven Jankowski, keeps the enjoyably asinine story zipping along at a brisk pace, treats the silly premise with admirable seriousness, stages the attack and action set pieces with rip-roaring aplomb, delivers a generous amount of gore, and even manages to generate a reasonable amount of tension. Moreover, it's acted with gusto by an enthusiastic cast: Chelan Simmons as Randolph's spunky daughter Jenny, Paula Shaw as snippy and pampered rich bitch Mrs. Hartman, David Millbern as smarmy thief Rick McGraw, and Matthew R. Anderson as two-fisted Navy SEAL Commander Hamilton. Penka Kouneva's robust score hits the rousing spot. Neal Brown's slick cinematography gives this picture a neat polished look. Nifty Grade B creature feature fun.