"Bobcat Goldthwait directed found footage Bigfoot movie."
That lovely bit of word soup is all I knew about this movie going in. Since I had just visited the International Cryptozoology Museum, my interest in Bigfoot was at an all-time high. My relationship with found footage has been a rocky one, but I was pretty excited about this.
While I liked Kelly (Alexie Gilmore) pretty well, Jim (Bryce Johnson) really grated on my nerves. One minute he's admonishing Kelly for not believing in Bigfoot and making fun of the town ("You don't believe? You don't believe? How could you not believe? Believebelievebelieve?"), the next he's poking fun at a Bigfoot mural or jokingly interviewing a wooden Bigfoot or mocking a man who is singing a song about Bigfoot. You can't have it both ways, fella.
The movie was slow and riddled with plot holes/standard found footage complaints, but it was short (80 minutes) and provided a few good scares. While it was ultimately disappointing, I thought it had enough going for it to offer a lukewarm recommendation. Of course, that may just be my Bigfoot-mania talking.