"Bigfoot: Man or Beast?" stands tall as the greatest Sasquatch documentary ever made. It's the greatest for one simple reason: Bob Morgan's in it, dude! Morgan's essentially the whole show -- and man what a hell of a show it is! Morgan qualifies as my all-time favorite Bigfoot fanatic. His fiercely incendiary fire-in-the-heart passion and enthusiasm for ol' big'n'hairy makes for a gloriously gaga'n'gonzo marvel to behold. Morgan's madly aggressive and tiresomely determined presence positively energizes the screen. Bob's shiny bald head and buff muscular build supply plenty of tasty eye candy for the ladies, too. Unworried about the scorn or ridicule his obsessive search for Bigfoot may elicit from nonbelievers, Morgan's gung-ho attitude concerning the irrefutable proving of Sasquatch's existence (Bob's awesome motto about his relentless Bigfoot quest: "What the hell's worth doing in this world if it doesn't have a price to pay?") is a testament to sheer iron will and a yardstick by which all other aspiring mighty macho men should be measured.
Bob's recollection of his first Sasquatch sighting in March, 1957 is truly killer: Morgan describes the legendary being as "the most man-like human gorilla I've ever seen" and vividly remembers that Mr. Go To a Barber and Get a Haircut Pronto Pal "had a knowing look in his eyes." Bob whips himself into a borderline psychotic angry rage as he discusses the scientific community's dismissal of Bigfoot as a hoax, stating with righteous fury that Bigfoot does indeed exist and he's just the man to produce the hard concrete evidence. Accompanied by a motley bunch of hardy souls and an irritatingly incessant corny humming harmonica and plucking banjo country music soundbite, Morgan, a self-described "tough, hard-driving man," braves searing heat and the perilous Washington wilderness (Morgan admits the danger factor plays a substantial role in making the trek so alluring) so he can track down a Bigfoot family. You see, Morgan has a tremendous respect for Sasquatch because he lives "beautifully with nature" and thinks perhaps we weakling humans could learn from Bigfoot's harmonious-with-the-elements lifestyle.
WARNING: Possible major *SPOILERS* ahead. Sadly, all does not go well. Morgan bruises his ribs after taking a nasty fall. But he plugs ahead at a furiously accelerated speed, noting that "time is our greatest enemy." Mother Nature further spoils everyone's fun by starting a forest fire, therefor ruining Morgan's chances of uncovering Bigfoot on this particular expedition. Bob's heretofore imperturbable machismo cracks; he breaks down, cries and hugs other equally grief-stricken team members. What drama! What pathos! What a crushing real-life bummer of an ending! If there ever was a film which needed -- scratch that, totally demands -- a sequel, it's "Bigfoot; Man or Beast?". I want to see Bob Morgan chasing Sasquatch all over the country and eventually all over the world. At the very least it would make for a first-rate reality TV show.
Bob's recollection of his first Sasquatch sighting in March, 1957 is truly killer: Morgan describes the legendary being as "the most man-like human gorilla I've ever seen" and vividly remembers that Mr. Go To a Barber and Get a Haircut Pronto Pal "had a knowing look in his eyes." Bob whips himself into a borderline psychotic angry rage as he discusses the scientific community's dismissal of Bigfoot as a hoax, stating with righteous fury that Bigfoot does indeed exist and he's just the man to produce the hard concrete evidence. Accompanied by a motley bunch of hardy souls and an irritatingly incessant corny humming harmonica and plucking banjo country music soundbite, Morgan, a self-described "tough, hard-driving man," braves searing heat and the perilous Washington wilderness (Morgan admits the danger factor plays a substantial role in making the trek so alluring) so he can track down a Bigfoot family. You see, Morgan has a tremendous respect for Sasquatch because he lives "beautifully with nature" and thinks perhaps we weakling humans could learn from Bigfoot's harmonious-with-the-elements lifestyle.
WARNING: Possible major *SPOILERS* ahead. Sadly, all does not go well. Morgan bruises his ribs after taking a nasty fall. But he plugs ahead at a furiously accelerated speed, noting that "time is our greatest enemy." Mother Nature further spoils everyone's fun by starting a forest fire, therefor ruining Morgan's chances of uncovering Bigfoot on this particular expedition. Bob's heretofore imperturbable machismo cracks; he breaks down, cries and hugs other equally grief-stricken team members. What drama! What pathos! What a crushing real-life bummer of an ending! If there ever was a film which needed -- scratch that, totally demands -- a sequel, it's "Bigfoot; Man or Beast?". I want to see Bob Morgan chasing Sasquatch all over the country and eventually all over the world. At the very least it would make for a first-rate reality TV show.