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Somewhere in the wilderness, where apparently lots of young couples go
to camp and girls find a myriard of reasons to go topless, Bigfoot (played
by Richard Arledge and Ronnie Hodge, alternatively) has set up camp, to
kill the male campers and kidnap their female partners ... Reading about
this, Milton St.John (David F.Friedman), rich businessman who has recently
lost his son, pays scientist Dr. Stone (Rick Montana) an enourmous sum of
money to bring him proof of Bigfoot's existence. But while Stone is to
believe he is just interested in the subject and has money to burn,
St.John has a whole other agenda: He wants to have the beast, which he
blames for the death of his son, killed. So he sends a gang of gunmen led
by shady Jim (Steven Steele) along on the expedition into the wilderness
with Stone - who is apparently oblivious to the fact that all of his
companions carry submachine guns for no apparent reason ... but then again
he might just be too distracted by his new assistant and love interest
Wendy (Holli Day) to notice anything else. Of course, all of this leads to
no good, and eventually, Stone finds himself tied up in Bigfoot territory,
Wendy becomes Jim's hostage (for no apparent reason, he actually abandons
her later just like that), and Jim's men are torn up by Bigfoot one by
one. Jim of course ultimately manages to free himself, kill those of Jim's
men whom Bigfoot had missed, and eventually he saves Wendy and the two get
out of the woods. And Jim? He makes it out of the woods - almost. When
he has already reached the safety of his car, Bigfoot comes up from the
back and breaks his neck. Yes, but who is Bigfoot after all? Turns out
he is the malformed pet of a local hick who's supplying him with sextoys
... er, topless female campers ... A pretty bad film: Made on a
shoestring, this film suffers from its attempts to achieve more than the
tight budget allows, but also from its rather boring script that takes
itself way too seriously, lacks any real buildup of tension and suspense,
anbd is a little too crowded with filler scenes to keep the narrative flow
going. Add to this a wooden cast, dead boring monotonous offscreen
narration by Rick Montana, and very tired action scenes, and you've got
... well, yeah, it's a pretty bad film - but it's also so much fun: The
monster suit is hilarious, Montana's monotonous offscreen narration
ridiculous, the whole cast's rather inept performances are a blast, and
then there's of course the classic "Bigfoot-rape" scene, in
which a guy (Stupid D.Klown) shags his girlfriend (Tweetie) doggystyle, is
killed by Bigfoot halfway through, then Bigfoot takes over the shagging,
without her noticing - this has to be seen to be believed. Having said
it's so much fun though, one word of warning: You might have to drink
yourself into the right mood to find humour in this film - a couple or
more beers though should do the trick!
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