BishPlz Honestly, I saw this movie against my will. To my surprise, it was a joy and a pleasure.This movie is pure camp. I knew the plot of the movie within the first 20 minutes to be honest. A scary adventure for the cityfolks amongst the redneck, backwoods folk. However, even though they do pay homage to Deliverance - this movie goes in an entirely different direction. The anchor in this film for me was the lead actress. She was subtle yet strong - and sexy all at the same time. The characters were surprising because it included many minority actors who brought strong performances. As ridiculous as the plot was, I enjoyed the acting. I even enjoyed when you saw them cringe at the clichéd lines because they gave it their all. That is the KEY for good camp.The cinematography was clearly lacking, but I wonder if that was done purposely for the camp factor. This was pure fun, pure ridiculousness, and just an all around good time. It never took itself too seriously, but brought much more than I expected.

Scarecrow-88 John Hickman(Travis Aaron Wade), his girlfriend Brooks(Tina Huang)and friends, Ben(Howard Johnson Jr), Quincy(Trevor Bullock), and Wayne(Rajiv Shah)decide to go huntin' into the California wilderness. John's uncle is killed by something fierce at the beginning of the movie which turns out to be a gigantic monstrous pig known as "the ripper". John is using his uncle's land to camp on and old pals(he'd soon have avoided like the plague)from his childhood, dirty, foul hick brothers Jake(Jason Foster)and Ricky(Nick Tagas)impose themselves on the group. Tagging along(despite John and company's desire for them not to), Jake and Ricky go on and on about killing hogs, in particular, the ripper. Well, an incident involving the dirty duo's insistence on bagging up dope for profit(marijuana fields are being illegally cultivated on John's uncle's land), turns violent resulting in accidental murder, which spirals out of control as Jake warns them of the wrath to come as he heads for his family's residence to round up his redneck troops for a showdown. John and his friends also have to contend with a hippie cult who sort of worship the ripper, led by the intimidating machete-wielding Cimi(Cimi Ahluwalia). I have to say it takes a while to get to the goods, but director James Isaac(JASON X)does, to his credit, eventually deliver. Most of the gore and action happens between John and his friends contending with Jake and his family of gun-toting hillbillies. Isaac provides some stunningly photographed stunt sequences such as when Quincy is caught in Ben's SUV as Jake drives his huge truck into him, and the director shoots the hillbillies cruising in their various off-road vehicles at rapid speeds, hooping and hollering in anticipation. Isaac, to his credit, doesn't use computer generated effects when the ripper's presence is finally revealed, carefully shooting the pig's massive face(mostly mouth, husks, and eyes at close-up)without long shots which would disrupt the intensity of the situation exposing the beast as a special effects fraud. I imagine it could've resulted in chuckles instead of thrills, but Issac, before the finale, decides to shoot with point-of-view and end results(the scene with the horse's head a highlight). The more gruesome scenes involve Ricky gutting a pig, pulling out it's innards in graphic detail. And, yes, we get plenty of nudity as the hippie commune has uninhibited pot smoking honeys with nothing better to do than lay around, getting high and such. Maybe, many viewers will not like the fact that it takes until the end before the giant pig is introduced, but Isaac tries to make up for this with the mayhem which erupts between the groups of John and Jake.

JoeB131 Actually, it was kind of a mish-mash to where you didn't know what it was.. I mean, was there some kind of tectonic shift where California is right next to Arkansas? Because that's the only way I could explain how inbred, bible thumping rednecks could be smack dab right next to dope-smoking hippies who worship giant pigs for some reason.Smake dab into this mess comes our hero and his girlfriend, an Asian actress actually playing a character with a little depth and not a token or stereotype. He brings some of his buddies to go hunting, but everyone seems a bit off. They go to his uncles house, and find it full of graffiti, animal parts and scrapbook clippings. Never really explained why.But overall, this movie is overcrowded with too much stuff going on, few likable characters, and much of it seems like filler for the whole ten minutes the monster is on screen.

ElijahCSkuggs When it comes down to it, I don't hate many movies. I watch all types of garbage. From German gore flicks to no-budget sci-fi, and everything in between. All I really look for is one saving grace in a movie. One thing that makes me smile. And this movie had two saving graces actually. Well, for me anyways. But the question is, why do I still hate it? I'll attempt it with an high school analogy. Remember in high school the kid who tried to be real cool? The person that would try to talk the talk and walk the walk? The person that just tried to do and say all the 'right' things? The kid who's just a flat-out unoriginal robot-tag-along-Indian, but desperately tried to make himself seem hip and cool? Remember that kid? Pig Hunt is that kid. What a loser.Just like that stupid kid in high school who had nothing to talk about besides 'cool' things, Pig Hunt is the same way. The thing with that loser from high school, he (or she) may have been in an accelerated class. He may have even taken A.P. Physics. But I can assure you Pig Hunt is no way near any accelerated learning classes. Pig Hunt's in the school basement with all the other people with learning disabilities. Acting overall was amateur at best. Writing was even worse. But more than anything was just it's overall feeling of trying too hard to be a hip movie. Honestly, that scene at the hippie commune....what the f@ck?More than anything with Pig Hunt is it's horrendous characters. First and foremost, the 'hero'. What a pathetic badass he was. Phewy! He played the serious, I talk stern, nothing to smile about role in one of the most basic ways you can imagine. I don't blame the actor entirely, as the writing for his character was abysmal. Honestly how difficult is it to write a character that you care for? There isn't one person in this film that you wanted to live. If that was the film-makers goal, then great f@ckin job! But it wasn't, as there were survivors. Sure they had that cliché weakling character that you're supposed to care for, but he sucked, flat out. I'll be nice for a second and play fair. I wanted to Les Claypool's character to live longer. One second it seemed he was gonna play a bigger role as the movie began to climax, then poof, he's outta the picture. Thanks fer nuthin! Back to that 'hero' dude. There's a scene where they come upon a whole field of marijuana. And what does our Mr. Cool Hero guy do? He complains about it being illegal and not wanting it on his dead Uncle's property. And then he goes on and calls the weed, 'dope'. I don't know about you, but this movie, with all it's failed attempts at being hip, you'd think it'd be about glorifying weed. Instead it's in this weird buffer zone, as there's loads marijuana in the flick, but it's all related to bad things. But again, back to the Captain Kewl. What kind of hero, in a action/horror flick about a monster pig, looks down on weed? What's the reason to root for this guy?? Why is he the hero? Because he uses a f@ckin' crossbow!? The two saving graces before I forget. I don't recall any CGI. And the character played by Jason Foster. He was the only consistently well-acted character in the movie. I also thought his transition from questionable-villain to evil villain was well done. I can go on and on about why this movie failed and sucked, but I won't because I gotta take a dump. Bottom line is I didn't like this movie. With it's opening credits in animated fashion, I was impressed. It put in me that it might be something original. But that just isn't the case. Now that I think of it, it's almost kinda trendy nowadays to have your opening credits in comic book style pictures. The more and more I think about Pig Hunt, the more I just feel bad for it. Just like that kid in high school. You didn't hate him. You just felt bad for him. He was pathetic.