As far as hooks go, Roar's got a pretty good one: Noel Marshall, a film producer, agent, husband to Tippi Hedren, and notably not an animal trainer, blew $17 million trying to direct his first (and ultimately only) film, which mostly starred a few hundred untrained lions, tigers, pumas, panthers, jaguars, and cheetahs. Helping him in this quest were a rotating cast and crew (turnover is high when management is insane) and a few people who apparently couldn't escape: Marshall's cinematographer (future Speed director Jan de Bont), and Marshall's family (Hedren, Hedren's daughter Melanie Griffith, and two sons), all of whom he nearly got killed. Initially panned and buried upon release in 1981, Drafthouse Films is spearheading Roar's re-release, citing its 70 cast and crew injuries to declare it "the most dangerous movie ever made." Having watched the finished product, I can report that Roar is roughly a cross between the movie the Grizzly Man from Grizzly Man might've made and your mom's emails about her cat. by Vince Mancini