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.

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!

This is slightly better than most soft gay clothed suggestive movies. It has a handsome, well built cast of early twenty something guys who find many reasons to take off their clothes, especially in front of a mirror. There is a bigfoot as the title suggests but there are no real special effects. There is a plot and a voice over that explains what is going on. Guys with big muscles in their briefs in a big mansion is the main draw. There is no nudity but it is probably aimed at the over 18 crowd. Some violence but no real gore. Beautiful wooded scenery. The title is what will bring in the buyers and viewers.

Bigfoot vs. D.B. Cooper (2014) BOMB (out of 4) I'm not going to bother writing any sort of plot synopsis because there isn't a plot. Director David DeCoteau has earned the right to call himself a cult director of countless direct-to-video movies but here recently he's making these low-budget films that are aimed at the gay community. There's certainly nothing wrong with that but I somewhat take offense to the fact that this type of "film" is being sold to the public.I will at least give the director credit for coming up with a catchy title that is going to grab people's attention and make them rent or buy it. What we basically have here is a group of young men walking around without their tops on. They're usually walking around in the woods or standing in a shower. Ever so often we get a really awful and cheap looking gorilla outfit, which is supposed to be Bigfoot. Yeah, there's a minor subplot dealing with D.B. Cooper but it's mostly told via narration.BIGFOOT VS. D.B. COOPER is a pretty horrible movie from start to finish. Even if you love bad movies like myself you still won't be able to find anything worth watching here. The movie is downright slow, boring and I honestly have a hard time calling it a movie. It's basically just topless models walking around while the camera drools on them. Both Eric Roberts and Linnea Quigley appear via vocal work so I feel bad for them.