By Robert Scucci
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When I was just old enough to form the kind of memories that still haunt me today, we flushed the family goldfish down the toilet after finding it belly-up in its bowl. My biggest fear was that it would come back for revenge, bursting from the toilet while I was trying to use it. As irrational as that sounds, I wasn’t alone in the fear of sewer-dwelling revenge. 1980’s Alligator turns that exact nightmare into reality when its titular antagonist gets flushed down the drain, only to resurface more than a decade later, angrier, enormous, and ready to stomp and chomp through Chicago.
A critical hit upon its release, Alligator isn’t just a monster movie. It’s a grim satire about illegal animal growth hormone experiments, a weary detective trying to restore his reputation, and the fallout when corporate greed meets scientific recklessness. Despite its small $1.6 million budget, the result is a lean, vicious thriller that holds up far better than expected.
A Royal Flush
Alligator begins in 1968, when young Marisa Kendall (Leslie Brown) buys a baby alligator while vacationing in Florida and names it Ramon. After her father refuses to keep it, he flushes it down the toilet, unknowingly sending it into Chicago’s sewers. Twelve years later, Ramon reemerges at a monstrous 36 feet long, feasting on anyone unlucky enough to cross his path.
The real horror is how he got that big, by feeding on discarded animal corpses dumped into the sewers by scientist Arthur Helms (James Ingersoll), whose experiments to boost livestock growth were funded by corrupt businessman Slade (Dean Jagger). The animals were pumped full of experimental hormones before being dumped underground, sustaining Ramon with the perfect recipe for rapid mutation and an insatiable appetite.
Our Reluctant Hero And Mrs. Marisa
Detective David Madison (Robert Forster) is assigned to investigate a string of mysterious sewer-related deaths. His reputation is already in shambles after a past case went sideways, but things get even worse when his partner, Jim Kelly (Perry Lang), becomes Ramon’s next meal. Nobody believes David’s story about a giant alligator because no one can find the body. When tabloid reporter Thomas Kemp photographs the creature, Slade steps in to bury the evidence and has David kicked off the force to keep the scandal quiet.
Meanwhile, David crosses paths with a grown-up Dr. Marisa Kendall (Robin Riker), now a herpetologist whose childhood pet has become a walking nightmare. Their reluctant partnership and natural chemistry add heart to the carnage as they try to stop the beast before it turns the city into its personal feeding ground.
Low-Budget Creature Effects Hold Up Shockingly Well
While Alligator’s monster effects show their seams in daylight, they’re remarkably effective in the shadowy underbelly of Chicago, where flashlights cut through darkness and tension builds around every corner. What the creature design occasionally lacks, the gore more than compensates for. Limbs are bitten clean off, blood spills in the streets, and the violence feels like a priority rather than an afterthought.
If the carnage doesn’t grab you, Robert Forster’s chemistry with Robin Riker will. Their connection is understated, funny, and grounded, especially in the way they bond over Forster’s early hair loss.
Alligator remains a violent, fast-paced, and surprisingly clever sci-fi thriller that still bites after all these years. Stream it for free on Tubi, but maybe think twice before flushing anything alive down the toilet.
