Few pictures, if any, will make me say, “Gosh, maybe I was too hard on Cocaine Bear” and, yet, here we are at what appears to be a D- furry convention. This moronic look into the lives of mock humans should serve as an embarrassment to, literally, everyone involved including people who show up at the theater – which means me as well. Intended to be … I dunno … something between a Jane Goodall documentary and Small Foot, Sasquatch Sunset turned out to be neither; instead, it was an insipid, eye-rolling look at Darwin Award finalists clearly begging for whatever audience that showed up to care about what they were watching.
Lacking for a single word of English dialogue, Sasquatch Sunset featured not a great deal of communication. Instead, four dudes in ape-like body suits grunted and gestured for 90 painful minutes. While on the one hand nothing was learned, also nothing was funny.
Good gravy, there were real actors in this?! You must be joking?! Well, I’d say the careers of Jesse Eisenberg and Riley Keough (and their agents) took a significant hit, however, both are thankfully unrecognizable underneath their weird Halloween costumes. All of which begs the question, “WHY?!” Why, oh why, movie, did you need genuine talent to convey “I’m horny?” — And, by the way, if any my readers is imagining these “A-listers” were successful at conveying anything other than “I’m horny,” you’d be wrong.
What little plot there is in this film revolves around a sasquatch family, consisting of what appears to be quartet of people in unfinished gorilla costumes. There are three males, two adults and a child, identifiable entirely by- and I’m not kidding here- dangling dongs and a female, who upon intense study, lactates. I’d say the film was replete with bathroom humor, but I’m not entirely sure about what’s funny between a male gesturing “I WANT SEX” or the female itching herself downstairs and then encouraging others to smell her, um, discharge.
Oh, and mama Sasquatch constantly looks at the camera like that Native 
American guy in the pollution commercial.
These four knock around the woods lookin’ for stuff to do and/or inventive ways to kill themselves. As I constantly look for new things on film, I do have to give Sasquatch Sunset credit: never before (and likely never again) will I utter the phrase, “Gee, that drugged-up bigfoot shouldn’t have tried to f*** that mountain lion.”
The little one has his own Señor Wences routine worked out … are Sasquatches bright enough to have personality disorders? These are.
Sasquatch Sunset was a terrible idea for a film and even worse in execution. The entire thing is a SMH experience. My personal guess is that the Zellner brothers wanted to see if they could get erect penises on film without garnering an X rating. Well, congrats, boys. Your movie is a steaming pile of yeti crap, but we did get see erections in non-pornographic form. Well done.
A group of near human, near ape
Made the Pacific Northwest their escape
They proved good at hiding
But not at deciding
For their choices all leave one to gape
Rated R, 89 Minutes
Director: David Zellner, Nathan Zellner
Writer: David Zellner
Genre: When cosplay goes bad
Type of being most likely to enjoy this film: Sasquatches?
Type of being least likely to enjoy this film: Anybody who paid money for this
