The skills to become a successful mainstream filmmaker are not always the same skills that make for a great horror film. There are exceptions in the case of directors like Steven Spielberg and Sam Raimi, whose style and execution elevated the horror films in which they worked. Another, lesser known name in those ranks is journeyman director Lewis Teague.
If a grouchy father flushes a baby alligator down the toilet in Chicago will the residents of Tarzana, California pay the price for it 15 years later? This is not the question posed by Lewis Teague’s 1980 creature feature “Alligator” but it is one that will float into the mind of most viewers. Other reasonable viewer inquiries may center on the crocodilian capacity for vengeance and whether or not John Sayles missed his true calling as a monster movie scribe.