Anyone who has stopped by here more than a time or two might have noticed that I really dig Bigfoot movies. Something about Saskratch gets me giddy as a child. Needless to say when I heard that BIGFOOT: THE LOST COAST TAPES was on the way I was salivating. When I heard it may even be a real turkey I was overjoyed.
Wow. A lot of work went into this Bigfoot flick and it really shows. Yes it may be found footage but the shaky cam bit is toned down a tad; I’m not saying that it doesn’t rear its ugly head because it is still present just seems to be a bit less of it. BIGFOOT: THE LOST COAST TAPES is kind of like THE LAST BROADCAST of Saskratch flicks. It’s grim and moody with the setting being as much the star of the film instead of the actors or even the Skratch.
A disgraced investigative journalist banks everything on resurrecting his career as he attempts to become a hoax buster. He reunites his old crew in order to debunk a California outdoorsman’s claim that he has the body of a Bigfoot. Like all found footage films the film catalogs the groups last effort…
The film was shot on location at the titular Lost Coast of Humboldt County California. The giant trees, ever present fog and drizzling rain being the most impressive part of this little film. The actors acquit themselves well with what they are given to work with. Unfortunately it isn’t much. The real joy among the cast is veteran actor Frank Ashmore who chews up the beautiful scenery as the mountain man who has supposedly hidden away the body of a juvenile bigfoot. Is he a hoaxer or not? Hard to tell but he does come across as an American Mick Dundee.
The story is unevenly paced for its short runtime of 85 minutes. The film seems much longer than it is in reality. The character development is very basic and much of the film is just banter sometimes interesting but often not. There are some real frights thrown in and the filmmakers intentionally keep the viewer guessing all the way up until the last frame where there is a major twist that would make M. Night Shyamalan blush. Some of the nice touches are the electrified perimeter fence and what seems to be an all out Bigfoot assault on Drybeck’s cabin. Though this along with a few small set pieces can not compare to the intensity of the film’s climax.
Ten or more minutes straight of gut clenching action. The scares are few but the amped up tension and seeming hopelessness of the situation make up for it. An extended chase scene through the dark Humboldt County forest from the coast all the way back to the cabin amp up the viewer for the big payoff. Sadly that payoff disappoints. The picture was often dark and the limiting what appears in frame really mask the films lack of budget. These tactics also hurt the story.
This wasn’t a good film but it also isn’t quite a turkey. Don’t take my word for it though. This one is definitely a rental not a purchase.