Right now I’m chilling in a Chicago suburb where every word out of everyone’s mouth is “Sharknado” – it’s about as aggravating as when everyone around me thought Quentin Tarantino directed Hostel.

What has steam coming out of my ears is that everyone acts like this is some one-off, brilliant idea that SyFy so ingeniously programmed into their line-up. It’s not. It’s about as stale as the photos of McDonald’s cheeseburgers found on people’s shelves 20 years later.

Take a second to browse the IMDB credits for Asylum, the production company behind “Sharknado”, and you’ll see nothing short of 143 cash-grab titles. Cash-grab? Well, allegedly these movies aren’t make out of passion, and more often than not, are knock-offs of major motion pictures created to get dummies at video stores (or VOD channels) to accidentally rent it (see Atlantic Rim for the most recent example). Clearly, there are still people who work hard on the movies, and always strive to achieve something great, but the outcome is typically something along the lines of Jack the Giant Killer, Hansel & Gretel, Clash of the Empires, Hold Your Breath, Super Cyclone, Abraham Lincoln vs. Zombies, 2-Headed Shark Attack, The Amityville Haunting, Mega Python vs. Gatoroid, Mega Shark vs Crocosaurus, Mega Piranha and even Snakes on a Train.

But it’s not the quality of “Sharknado” that annoys me, or even the fact that it exists, it’s that everyone keep jabbing in my ear like I’m supposed to be impressed by how “good-bad” it is, like I’m some sort of jackass who didn’t enjoy Troll 2 growing up, discover Birdemic, or haven’t seen The Room – three films that earned the title of “Best-Worst Movie.” Why? Because the filmmakers were filled with passion and trying to create something special. You can’t strive to make a good-bad movie – that’s just not cool, or funny for that matter.

Thankfully, America is in love with “Sharknado”, so I get to hear all about a sequel when it comes out next year (although, it wouldn’t shock me if it’s released by October).