There are many unintentional humorous moments in this movie and, actually, a chill or two. The scenes with the furry, white Yeti running around in the fall in the Upstate New York wilderness are just hysterically bad. The one shot of the creature running at the camera, and just bouncing, is a truly grab your sides moment. The shirtless American Indian, Laughing Crow, looks like a more Italian Al Pacino and has a perpetual “who farted?” scowl on his face.

The truly ludicrous plot starts to make a lot more sense when it is revealed that The Professor is part of this cannibal sect and has been using his “let’s find us a Sasquatch” routine to supply his gang with clueless students to chow down on. When the one survivor makes his way back with the police only to discover that they too are in the cannibal gang, it is a nasty little twist which gives the movie a deliciously evil little wink. The air of hopelessness and just skewed perspective is prevalent right up to the very end and it is effective.

A professor and his inept students journey to local Boot Island to investigate the legend of a Bigfoot that looks like a cross between a furry Santa Claus and Kenny Rogers. Too bad for them that the whole legend is just a cover by what could be either the Boot Island Auxiliary Club or a secret cannibal sect. This is one of those movies that is so bad that even making fun of it while watching it does nothing to liven up the dimwitted shenanigans on the screen.

The film looks like it was shot through an old sock with many hazy images and choppy, static cuts. The actual film stock appears to be over exposed in certain sections with a wash out effect affecting the picture quality. The use of certain long shots inter-cut with other tighter shots creates an odd time lapse effect in certain scenes. Sound quality is atrocious, as is to be expected with a project of this sort of quality and budget. All in all the acting is horrible and the technical aspects are basically non-existent.

Besides having the one title that could make any movie sound like a must see, Shriek of the Mutilated is one of the movies I saw as a young tyke that disturbed me when I first saw it, then made me question what I was thinking when I watched it subsequent times. It’s a truly bad movie, yet, there is always a little something to make it worthwhile.

One such scene that is quite memorable is when early on in the run time a drunken man kills his wife and slashes her to ribbons. Distraught at what he’s done, he takes a soothing bath while fully clothed. We cut to a short shot of a bloody hand pushing a toaster into a hallway. That right there had a younger incarnation of myself fleeing the room in horror. The dying woman decides on a little payback and tosses the plugged in toaster into the bath.

The scene really doesn’t fit in with the rest of the movie but is an example of exploitation at its best.