Yawn. Poorly Filmed Snooze Fest.

Pretty Good

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

Worth seeing just to witness how winsome it is.

This movie has potential- granted that potential lies in re-editing the movie at random, I'm thinking dadaism meets one awesome music video. Aside from that Demonwarp is obviously a con job perpetrated on the financiers, because who wants to pay for this kind of movie on purpose? As a vehicle for the display of bare breasts, why not merely invest in standard porn? Some guy from Parker Lewis Can't Lose appears as the comedy relief, he is not funny and comes across as a sex-offender. I mean there are half-scenes y'know quarter-scenes even images in this movie that are beautiful and cool, but its fleeting and unintended. I guess if I taught a film class I would use this movie as a teaching tool, I would call it turd polishing.

First of all let's get one thing straight..."Demonwarp" doesn't have demons or warps. But it does feature an assortment of monsters and enough T&A (and 80's bush) to please any B-movie fan.I have fond memories of this film from childhood. As a kid, I was genuinely disturbed by "Demonwarp". My brothers and I would rent it from the Ma and Pa video store on a monthly basis. Sadly, "Demonwarp" has not aged well and I find myself bewildered at how a film so cheesy and cheap could have frighten me as a young boy.The flick revolves around some teens at a cabin who encounter Bigfoot. A vengeful father eventually shows up intent on hunting the beast. But then zombies and aliens pop up and all hell breaks loose."Demonwarp", in terms of plot and acting, is all over the place. The gore is below average but it gets bonus points for nudity. Michelle Bauer (Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers) runs around topless covered in blood screaming for most of her screen time. There's also a male hiker who's character suddenly appears out of nowhere and spends half the movie running from Bigfoot until Bigfoot disembowels him with a stick(?). "Demonwarp" is a cheap B-Movie made for the video market boom and it does exactly what it was produced to do...entertain. Check it out if you like your horror cheesy with lots of skin. "Demonwarp" was written by John Carl Beuchler (who also designed the creature) and directed by Emmitt Alston (New Year's Evil). "Demonwarp" features George Kennedy fist fighting Bigfoot, a crazed priest, a shower scene, drinking and driving, Michelle Bauer sun tanning topless, the little brother from "Just One Of The Guys" getting his neck snapped, a decapitation, and the most awkward sex scene ever filmed.Till next time horror hounds and fright fanatics, beware the darkness

Sasquatch splatter schlock reaches its seriously stupid jaw-dropping zenith with this incredibly idiotic low-budget direct-to-video sci-fi/horror atrocity. A gaggle of bonehead kids venture into a spooky forest called Demon Woods looking for Bigfoot. Well, these immature collegiate dolts find Bigfoot all right: He's one mean bloodthirsty bastard with a nasty propensity for tearing off heads and spearing folks in the stomach with a tree branch. WARNING: Possible *SPOILERS* ahead. In a stupendously ridiculous surprise twist ending (that's directly swiped from the 70's "Six Million Dollar Man" TV series), Sasquatch ultimately gets exposed as a front for a nefarious extraterrestrial who's worshiped by a crazed priest as a god (!), has a fondness for eating human hearts (!!), and possesses the magical ability to reanimate the freshly dead so it can use the zombies as slave labor (!!!). As one character brilliantly deduces early in the supremely inane action, "Hey man, there's weird s**t in these woods! Do you know what I mean?" No kiddin', dude. But that's not all this silly dilly has to offer. We also get clumsy (mis)direction by Emmett Alston, who previously gave us the equally awful (and uproarious) "Nine Deaths of the Ninja." Then there's the sorry sight of a rotund, trapped-in-a-dismal-career-slump George Kennedy grumbling his way through the demeaning part of a crusty old father who's determined to bag Bigfoot because it murdered his daughter. Better still, three luscious ladies dutifully doff their duds in the name of sleazy low-grade exploitation: Pamela Gilbert does just what you think with her boyfriend, Colleen McDermott takes a gratuitous shower, and the always desirable Michelle Bauer shucks her bikini top in order to avoid tan lines. The rusty tin-eared dialogue includes such priceless gems as "Come on you six foot fleabag!" A real gut-buster.

This film, while no film great (or even genre giant), is oddly entertaining. The acting and direction are pure mid-to-late-80's B-movie cheese, but somehow the ridiculously convoluted plot and hysterical performance by George Kennedy make this film a good time waster-especially if you've got a few friends who appreciate this sort of crap.