Electrified_Voltage I never was an avid viewer of "Crocodile Hunter", but did occasionally see an episode, or a bit of an episode, and when the news spread about Steve Irwin's death from a stingray attack in 2006, it certainly caught my attention. This movie, with Steve and his wife, Terri, playing themselves, but in a fictional story, was released in 2002, but I didn't hear of it until several years later, and even after that, it took me a while to get around to seeing it. Well, now I have seen it, and after looking here first (more than once), and seeing its rating, I was not surprised at how unimpressive it turned out to be, though it could have been a BIT better. Apparently, it's supposed to be a comedy, so a major problem with it is that it isn't very funny at all.A U.S. satellite beacon falls down from space and lands in Australia, where it is swallowed by a crocodile! While Steve and Terri Irwin are on a mission to capture this crocodile from a place where it terrorizes the cattle on a ranch owned by the crazy Brozzie Drewitt, and are unaware of what's inside it, two CIA agents are sent to Australia to retrieve the beacon! The agents are assisted by Jo Buckley, and the ranch owner and her dogs might make the mission more difficult for them! On Steve and Terri's mission, they face other types of dangerous wildlife, not just the crocodile, and since they have no clue that the croc has anything unusual inside it, when Steve sees the CIA agents after them, he mistakes them for poachers! Not only did I not laugh once while watching this film, the only part that really made me smile was Steve Irwin using a big snake to scare off one of the CIA agents. Apart from that, I don't think I found anything even mildly amusing. It's also a bit of an incoherent mess, switching back and forth from the Australian Outback to the CIA headquarters, and it seems like clips from "Crocodile Hunter" and clips from an action thriller (or something like that) put together for some reason. Also added to that mix are the ranch scenes, which also seem to be from somewhere else, and as funny as Brozzie Drewitt, played by Magda Szubanski, is supposed to be, she's not. At one point, we see her farting, so we have a fart joke, a MAJOR cliché in modern comedy! Are they SO hard to resist?! I also found the typical "Crocodile Hunter" scenes, with Steve wrestling crocodiles and holding other dangerous creatures and talking about them to viewers, to be tedious, but I guess the fact that I was never a devout fan of the show didn't help.Steve Irwin was admired by many as a conservationist, and is sadly missed by them, while there are also those who say he messed with nature and had it coming to him. No matter which side you're on, "The Crocodile Hunter: Collision Course" is not a well crafted movie. I'm sure it does help if you're a big Steve Irwin fan, but even if you are, there's no guarantee that you would like this movie, as some fans clearly haven't been impressed. In fact, it seems that some of them have found this movie to be worse than I have, so maybe it WON'T help. Like I said, there's no guarantee. I would say whatever you may think of Steve Irwin and his show, this movie was unnecessary. The attempt to combine what is usually seen in "Crocodile Hunter" with a fictional story unfortunately failed, and a viewer may find that this film seems longer than ninety minutes!

steph Steve Irwin was first and foremost a family man. He believed in the connectedness between all creatures, and the family they inherently formed. He had two children, Bindi and Bob, and a wife, Terri, before he was so tragically taken during a stingray accident. But, we shouldn't remember the latter. It is the former that he needs to be remembered for.This film has everything to do with family. The love of man and wife, and the love they shared for their daughter (Bob was not yet born) emit in baubles of laughter and love off the screen, and in one's living room. This is a film to be cherished by parents, children, and anyone who needs to remember the light and good nature that once encompassed a life that was taken so tragically.Long Live The Croc Hunter--Crocs Rule!

dantown Steve Irwin is a big loud-mouthed Ozzie. He habitually talks directly into the camera- about the next big cool thing he's going to do. About the next deadly beast he's gonna wrangle. And then he does it. In America we might call a person such as this a "good old boy", whilst laughing up our sleeves. This is just wrong. There are Americans who are just like good old Steve. Far too few. Some Americans like to fish around in a stream, looking for a big old catfish, in whose mouth a man might stick his entire forearm. This is called "noodling". The man then raises up the big-ass catfish and flops the catch onto the bank. This man I call a "man". Steve Irwin is completely brave. He is remarkable. He is a talented, but yet amateur actor. His wife the same. This movie is an extension of his TV show, where he routinely handles deadly creatures with great skill. I say: Good on him. All the creatures on this earth are blessed creatures. Mr Irwin demonstrates this clearly when he slams the brakes on the Landrover and stops to handle and then basically massage a highly venomous killer snake as if it were a family pet, 2 minutes into this uncut scene. This is really good for the soul of a man. The plot of this movie is extraneous-about CIA spies and NRO officials and a downed satellite that ends up in a crocodile's gullet. Steve Irwin and his wife are beautiful creatures who walk this earth with great skill and love. I love these people. I hope and pray I might someday be as fine as they seem to be. This is a family feature that just makes a man feel great to be alive. How do you describe a man like Irwin who asks his wife to " lie on top of the crocodile while I go ashore"? Or a wife who covers the eyes of a croc to help it stay calm? Perhaps I am naive. Go lie on top of a wild crocodile and report back to me. Postscript: Steve Irwin is now dead, as of yesterday circa 11am in the Great Barrier Reef. A stingray somehow found a way to stab Irwin right in the heart with its stinger. How odd is that? Mr Irwin and his cameraman perhaps surrounded the bull-ray in shallow water and the ray just struck out in self defense. Right in the heart. That is phenomenal. The guy who wrote Kitchen Confidential, Anthony Bourdain, speaks of the slaughter of a gigantic pig in Spain, attempted by four adult men, who were kicked in the testicles repeatedly by the putupon pig, in a very consistent manner. Coincidence? I don't think so. The assumption of people that animals are stupid-that they are plastic or malleable or stupid-or more importantly-that they have no theological/existential/metaphysical sense is perhaps a mistake of our human race. This sounds illogical. It sounds squishy and unfounded. It insults our intelligence. Such as it is. Human beings are a beautiful gift in themselves to the world. They cannot be correctly described in their brilliance and majesty and wonder. I suspect that we human beings have fallen short in our estimation of animals. We turn them into hamburger and gloves and lipstick- and yet we know nothing-in truth- about them. They are space-aliens to us, because we do not live in their skins. I submit Steve Irwin loved every gosh-darned animal he ever met. I cry over his death. Life is a ridiculous assertion.

Tuija This is an average film, bordering on cheesy, and just downright appalling at times. But upon putting this into your DVD player, you should already have guessed this! And also, I think Steve Irwin is great; this is entertainment, and nothing more. I am quite happy having this in my collection for the comedy value of simply having it; though, if I was having my collection viewed by another buff, I would certainly take it out. There are some pretty awful examples of over-the-top acting. But then, the idea of Steve Irwin being some sort of under-cover spy should tickle anyone.It's plot-lite, popcorn munching, mates night-in viewing. Don't take it as seriously as some of these reviews ;)