this spectacularly sillyn lapdash soft core sasquatch smut really need to be see in order to be believe . gaynor maclaren patchy script offer more of a snazzy idea than an actual story represent a lonely peep tom bigfoot abducts sexyn hapely sensuous young hippie honey from a nearby commune and take them back to his cave to keep him company . fortunately and director roy naneau inexhaustibly milk the skimpy premise for every last sensationally shameless and leering and voyeuristic girl watch cheap sleazy thrill he can derive from the laughably ludicrous story and with the picture hit it jaw drop surreal apex during a wacky nightmare sequence show two luscious stark naked gal have an old west style gunslinger showdown . and frankly who need an it would only get in the way hokey plot when you get bustynlusty irish redhead hottie supreme sharon kelly and the impossibly voluptuous uschi digard and the deliciously lissome sandra carey peel off their cloth and happily display their delectable unclad body with pleasing regularity . i sure do not . the uproariously inappropriate hip and mellow and finger snap cocktail lounge score take the viewer straight to aural groovesville while the ratty and scratchy photography far spice up the film fantastically luridnloopy sense of blithely unapologetic degeneracy and the maladroitly jump back and forth fragmented narrative eschews continuity in favor of a peculiarly become what the hell go on here . type disjointedness . and the bigfoot itself be a splendidly sickly and shabby and shamble gasser to behold represent with it fat and putty nosed face and mangy black coat and large white teeth and and gigantic and muscular behemoth build and the hirsute polish mongoloid lecher resemble a last place loser participant from a tenth rate kindergarten halloween costume party contest . a so terrible it quite tasty cinecheese hoot .