Italians or Canadians wearing garish ties unconvincingly defrost an enormous forced perspective split screen yeti for some reason in this hokey film. People turn knobs aboard a helicopter in an effort to look scientific, a Carmina Burana "homage" plays on the soundtrack, and people flee a snarling pants-less Wolfman Jack impersonator in need of a VO-5 Hot Oil Treatment. I'm not sure why. Several cast members pretend to eat a 300 pound salmon, someone combs their hair with the salmon skeleton, someone Bactines a Yeti, then Lassie comes to the rescue and I realize the Seventies were full of plaid parkas. Seriously. This King Kong ripoff has HR Pufnstuf quality special effects, bad acting, a bad script, and a Yeti disco theme song. It's amazing if you're amazed by stuff that sucks. I watched it on Youtube. Here's a clip of a Yeti rampaging through Toronto:
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