First off, I would like to thank Shawn of The Journey Itself for re-introducing me to this movie. I had watched this “documentary” many years ago and had subconsciously blocked it from my memory. Now I have to re-repress the old memory AND forget about this one so thanks, Shawn.
And if that wasn’t enough of a ringing endorsement, let me introduce you to the oh-so-quality film that is The Legend of Bigfoot:
This gem was actually released in theaters back in 1976. I couldn’t find any information about if it made money, but my suspicion is that every theater that ran it lost money because they had to bring in special cleaning crews to clean up the blood from people in the theater clawing out their own eyeballs to relieve their boredom.
The movie was made, shot, narrated, and produced by a fella by the name of Ivan Marx. Mr. Marx was a Bigfoot skeptic-turned-believer who became so obsessed with finding Bigfoot that he spent 10 years tracking the legendary creature. A tracker by trade, and self-proclaimed mountain man (he mentions this fact about 8 times), he convinces the audience that he is the best man for the job of finding the elusive
bushman Om-mah Sasquatch Bigfoot (spoiler alert: Marx has not one, not two, but four – count ‘em FOUR! encounters with a guy in a monkey suit during the 76-minute run time)
The movie is shot in what is supposed to be a documentary style, but comes off as amateur nature footage. In fact, that is precisely what all of the footage is: footage from Mr. Marx’s field experiences. With 1950s-esque cheesy voice-overs, no interviews, and all scenes with humans being so staged they are painful to watch, the “documentary” feels more like something you would watch in elementary school when you had a substitute teacher.
For the serious Sasquatch enthusiasts, there are a few good nuggets in the movie: the red eye-shine that Squatches are supposed to have, a theory that Bigfoot is a migratory creature, and that they bury their dead. Unfortunately, these are mixed in with crazy-ass statements (yes, crazy even for Bigfoot believers) like confusing eye-shine for car headlights, that the Bigfeet carry their dead “thousands of miles to bury them in the crevices that open in Alaskan glaciers in the spring time”, and that the spirit of a dead mother – just hours after dying – inhabited the body of a Sasquatch, who then visited the family to tell them to move.
Marx tries to portray himself and his wife on a good natured, discovering-mythical-beats road trip. Unfortunately, a sprinkling of xenophobia (stating that the “people up north” (i.e. Canadians) are “different” and “self-proclaimed crazy”, belittling Eskimo rituals, etc.) makes this movie feels more like a throwback to an American era that no one wants to visit.
I’ve searched for the movie on DVD, but it seems that the people who do things like sell DVDs do their research to make sure that they will actually make money from the venture. But, don’t lose too much sleep over the fact that you can’t find this gem on DVD, because sites like www.dvdland.com.au carry plenty of other great Bigfoot movies for your viewing entertainment. My favorite of their collection: The Sasquatch Dumpling Gang. I won’t spoil the movie for you, but suffice it to say that Sasquatch gets some epic revenge on a group of neighborhood bullies.
The Legend of Bigfoot has no reviews on Rotten Tomatoes and has a 3/10 on IMDB – and for good reason: it is a complete waste of your time. It’s only fit for a few types of people: people who love scenes of coyote puppies, bears foraging, and moose mating rituals; people who have too much time on their hands; and the uber-serious Sasquatch-obsessed.
Wait a minute…maybe this movie was made for me personally! If that’s the case, definitely don’t watch it, as my tastes are fit for no one.