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I want you to look at that awesome box art. I want you to imagine just how insane a pairing of legendary hijacker D.B. Cooper and Bigfoot could be. I want you to notice Linnea Quigley and Eric Roberts names above the credits. And then, when you realize that David DeCoteau directed it, you'll realize that things are about to take a turn.

Sure, DeCoteau started his career making movies like Creepozoids and Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama, but of late, he's been making cover versions like The Brotherhood, which reimagines The Craft as a homoerotic battle of magical boys.

I started watching this and Eric Roberts' narration of the legend of D.B. Cooper had me hooked. I put my head down to start writing this review and looked up and thought, why is every guy just wandering around topless? Soon, I realized that no one had on any shirts at all and were all gradually taking more and more of their clothes off. Once a scene turns into a softcore JO event, I decided to do some research, thinking "David DeCoteau has to be behind this." And yes, pardon the pun, be he sure was.

You have to admire the audacity of a director that promises you a movie where Bigfoot battles another myth and delivers a movie with hairless boys parading around with guns. In fact, I love that this movie is on Amazon Prime, complete with reviews that all contain the phrase "not that there's anything wrong with it."

Bigfoot erotica is a thing. David DeCoteau movies of bros with pecs all posing for the voyeuristic lens of the director are a thing. If that's what you're looking for and you have no interest in just straight up watching porn or an actual Bigfoot film, then let me recommend this one to you. I'm glad that there's something for everyone and this film is certainly that something for those that always wanted to watch a movie where dudes stroke themselves until being murdered by a man in a horrible looking Bigfoot costume. But hey! The scenery is nice!

And if you were planning on Linnea Quigley rescuing you from the odd stirrings you're feeling, bad news. It's just her voice. You're gonna have to deal with whatever you're dealing with like a man.

I love that Fangoria even interviewed DeCoctau about this project, in which he said, "I remember the evening when D.B. Cooper leaped from that plane. I was 9 years old and living with my family in Portland, Oregon, where Cooper boarded it. It was all over the local news. Even at a young age, I knew it would be near-impossible for anyone to survive that jump-at night, during a rainstorm. I knew the area of Washington State where the FBI thought he could have landed. It is so remote and dangerous that if the jump didn't kill D.B., then maybe something else did. Bigfoot vs. D.B. Cooper is my theory of what actually happened to the hijacker."

So basically, at nine years old, he imagined a movie where Bigfoot traced the outline of a dude's package through his boxers before killing him. I love that we live in this reality, everyone.

You might be reading this and wonder, "Should I watch this movie?" I'd say yes. You're not going to see another film that has this many repeated shots, this much stock footage (there's literally a 3D render of an airplane used in the place of stock footage) and this much ADR. It's the kind of movie you can brag that you finished. It's 76 minutes of running time feels like 76 months. I stuck it out just wondering, "Would Bigfoot ever battle D.B. Cooper?"

I'm going to save you some time and tell you that yes, they battle. And that D.B. Cooper is now Bigfoot. If you want some explanation beyond that, you're going to need to watch this yourself.

I love that this movie was available on DVD at Wal-Mart and can only imagine that this was made only as a Trojan horse to get male softcore porn into the unwanting hands of far-right conspiracy lovers. And if me sitting through this painful film had to happen to make that come true, I regret that I only have one life to give to my country.

I discuss the plot. Impossible to spoil.

This film combines the real life story of D.B. Cooper (Terence J. Rotolo) who in 1971 hijacked a plane a parachuted out over the Pacific NW and the not so real life man in a red guerilla suit pretending to be Bigfoot. The first 10 minutes of the film consists of one buff guy walking without a shirt on while being snarled at by Bigfoot. The second ten minutes are two guys jogging without shirts on, being snarled at by Bigfoot. The next 20 minutes has several shirtless guys. dressing, undressing, talking a shower, posing in front of the mirror with some pup tent poses. The shirtless guys continued through the whole film including a semi-erotic encounter with BF. Oh yes, they work DB Cooper in there somehow.

Eric Roberts narrates and Linnea Quigley gives us a stewardess voice. It is clear the whole aspect of male erotica is to spoof the basic horror film genre of using perfectly built women who jog, shower, and pose to the delight of male audiences. Yes, it was overkill to drive home the point, although Ms. Quigley made her living showing her wares in such films. Thank you for "Night of the Demons."

Once you realize what they are doing, it isn't that bad, it just doesn't get any better. It might be funny to a group of ladies.

BIGFOOT VS. D.B. COOPER is another non-starter from David DeCoteau, one of his gay erotica flicks masquerading as a proper horror film. The story would have you believe that a number of hunters hole up in a house where they're terrified by a roaming Bigfoot,but the only thing DeCoteau is interested in is showing off as many pectoral muscles as possible in his movie. You get muscle guys hiking through the woods, muscle guys posing in mirrors, muscle guys wandering the household in their tiny briefs. Bigfoot never appears, but there are random one-line voice cameos from Eric Roberts and Linnea Quigley, just so some 'proper' names can be added to the cast list.

It's pretty much pointless to try to explain the plot, since there barely is one.

A bunch of shirtless dudes with BB guns (They tried to say they were rifles, but they were obviously BB guns) going on jogs and flexing in front of mirrors. Plus, the shower scene and the overall presentation was that of someone who has a fetish for shirtless guys.

D.B. Cooper was played by trashed down version of Agent Smith from The Matrix. I will spoil the ending. Cooper and Bigfoot don't fight until the end of the movie. Most of the film is shirtless guys running, flexing, caressing their bodies, and being caressed by Bigfoot.

The directing, writing, editing, and acting. Everything about the film was complete crap and lazily put together. It's just an excuse for the director to make a fetish film.

If you're into fetish films, then go ahead and watch it. For those into failed abortions like this, you can start jacking off 25 minutes into the film.

Oh, I think I died a long time ago and these films are part of my eternal punishment. Ha!

Nice scenery if you like strolling through forests with nothing going on, then it got a lot worse than boring, as soon as I saw where this was going I was done.

In the year of out lord 1970, a band of brothers (who cannot find shirts for the life of them) are in a McMansion in the wooded suburbs of California. A shirtless vietnam vet shows up at their door, and they do the sane thing and invite him inside for some beer. Next thing you knoe, they are undressing in front of a mirror and doing genaraly sinful things. This movie is an affront to God. God had no involvement in the creating of this unholy abhorrence of a film. The fact that this embarrassment of a film exists proves that God is either impotent to alter his universe, or ignorant to the horors taking place in his kingdom. The side plot of D. B. Cooper had no bearing on the film, and woul dnot change if it was simply cut out in post. Bigfoot was an unholy creature of the devil and made it his lifer goal to murder half naked young men. THoes young men i just spoke of had it as their goal to wear as little clothing as humaly posible, and they certinly sucseeded. The director only knew how to film establishing shots, and nothing else. 99% of the run time of this video monstrosity is establishign shots of random places. The set design would make a grown man cry, and should be cause for teh death penalty in on 50 states. Would not recommend, keep your family safe and burn any physical copy of this move that you may stumble into, and do not, i repeat NOT play it under any circumstances.