Night Of the Lepus (1972)
Obviously I watched this hoping it would be hilariously bad. I ended up being surprised at how competent this movie was in most ways. The acting is fine, the dialogue isn’t terrible, and even the low-tech special effects are effective half the time. The trouble is, no one wants a movie about killer bunnies to be competent. The story is told in a weirdly efficient, matter-of-fact way, but the premise dooms the movie to failure. The natural reaction when hearing the phrase “giant killer rabbits” is to smile, not tremble with fear. Therein lies this film’s fatal flaw.