"One of the best movies about bigfoot that i have ever seen"

said the review by James BoBo Faye, on the back cover of the DVD box. As it turns out, that's very much like praising something for being the most delicious turd ever cooked.

I'll start by saying when a movie's cast is almost exclusively 20-somethings, you know you're in for some real crap.

I'll end by saying the final line of dialogue screamed by the protagonist was the poop-smear of icing on the feces-laden cake.