It's movies like these that reasonable people can blame for getting the religious right all stirred up and vocal about perversion in Hollywood. After all, it's not like we see very many movies about Jesus or Christianity, but you sure as shit see tons of them made about weed or by guys quite obviously on weed. "Strange Wilderness" is just one such film.

As far as I can tell, whether it happened reading the script or watching the final cut of this wretched piece of crap, the guys who made it and the guys who acted in it and the guys who wrote it were stoned to the point that they couldn't tell funny from not. This movie is everything that's bad about getting stoned - and it has nothing to do with an effect of the drug itself other than the tendency of people who smoke pot to think things are funny when they are not. The only way to enjoy "Strange Wilderness" is to be stoned. Sober, I'd rather drop hot coals down my pants.

Steve Zahn plays Peter, the son of a famous television wildlife show host. Although Peter tries to follow in his father's footsteps, he sucks. The filmmakers don't even try to make the fake wildlife show seem like it could actually be on television. Nevertheless, there sit Peter and friend Fred (Allen Covert) in the office of some television producer trying to sell a show that includes cursing and a wide variety of other ridiculous stuff that no television producer, much less a low-budget public cable producer, would ever consider putting on the air.

Frankly, right about here I was going to try and explain what happens during the rest of the film, but I forgot, and I only watched it a few days ago. I know Peter and Fred and Cooker (Jonah Hill) and Whitaker (Kevin Heffernan) and Cheryl (Ashley Scott) run into Bigfoot and shoot him. Beyond that, I can't remember what else happened and it doesn't seem worth the time to figure it out. "Strange Wildnerness" is the type of film where the filmmakers have given the lead characters their real names. One can imagine them snickering behind the camera like five-year-olds.

Imagine a DVD where the only extra I was interested in was the sneak previews and you have a good idea of how bad "Strange Wilderness" was.