Its odd how I specifically remember searching out Bigfoot movies at several points in my life to watch them, yet somehow this one escaped me? I finally got it though.
Bigfoot had quite a cast, which Ebert even remarked about in his review. John Carradine as a typical redneck yokel, film legend John Mitchum, Touch of Evil's Joi Lansing, and John Mitchum's son Christopher. I dunno, must've meant more to Ebert than it does to me.
Bigfoot is a pretty low budget, pretty damn insane 70s low brow redneck movie. Bigfoot captures some women for breeding, and they blankly stare as they discuss the fact they're going to be raped by Bigfoot! They seem to not care at all, unless Bigfoot comes up to them, in which case its screaming screaming screaming, which will have you reaching for the mute button.
Super grainy and awful quality, there is just something about this which is super fucking fun. Its hackney, its dumb, it has a shiteating grin on its face. But its something that if you get on its level and watch with extra buttered popcorn and maybe a cocktail or some friends, you'll have a damn blast. Its not a great movie but it certainly is great to me.
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