Savvy viewers, or even less than savvy viewers, will know not to get too attached to Frankie, the lovable housecat who appears in the first scene of this direct-to-video horror film accompanying Pamela Gidley, a woman with a dangerous secret. Alone in an isolated cabin, Gidley finds her world taking a turn for the strange when the walls begin to ooze green slime, a slime that later produces a series of mean-spirited lizards whose hobbies include harassing lovable housepets. Also on hand for the last days of Frankie the cat is Simon Bossell, a biological field researcher whose expert skills allow him to label the murderous reptiles as "aberrations" from the norm, possibly because reptiles generally don't develop immunities to poison within one generation and engage in the single-minded elimination of busty starlets. The sort of D-grade Alien clone that gives things like DeepStar Six a good name, Aberration delivers neither chills nor even the easy thrills usually found in ambition-free horror films. The villainous reptiles look like nothing scarier than pissed-off geckos, and the leads, who react to even the most frightening occurrences with the annoyance usually associated with not being able to get into the restaurant of one's choice, achieve such a level of irritation that it's easy to wish that the unfortunate Frankie had gotten their screen time.