SFists Wendy and Alex won't mess with Texas! And get some tasty pretzels after.

Everything’s bigger in Texas. Apparently even monsters. We had no idea what to expect heading to the Roxie the other night for the Another Hole In The Head horror film fest to see Wild Man of the Navidad. It comes courtesy of the producer of the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre so we figured it might be good for a bit of a scare and maybe a few laughs.

We encountered some technical difficulties at the start - so while someone from the festival ran home to get a DVD copy WITH sound, we had a little time to go next door to purchase some libations…the good kind…you know, the kind that you need a brown paper bag around. The one thing we have to mention in this review that has nothing to do with the movie is the service at the Roxie. The Roxie folks rule. While we were still milling about in the refrigerated section of the convenience store next door, the Roxie ticket guy found us to tell us the movie had arrived and was about to start…now that’s class. Ok, now on to the movie.

After the jump -- the yeti of Sublime, Texas -- and not included in the review, but did we mention we might have all met up for some tasty pretzels afterwards?

SFists Wendy and Alex, contributing.

This movie was somewhat entertaining...never really scary but never really boring either…and quite funny at times. The thing is, though, we can’t really tell if those Sublime, Texas townsfolk were trying to act “old-time” or if that’s just normally how they really are. If we had to bet, we’d probably bet the latter.

Understanding everything the characters were saying was a bit of a chore; there were sub-titles for whenever the main dude spoke to a guy named Mario in Spanish but none for when the townsfolk spoke Texan. Fortunately, picking up on their body language and utilizing the little bit of Texan we’d learned from our last trip to Dallas, we were able to follow along…mostly.

We gathered that a 7 or 8 foot-tall man-beast lived on one of the townsfolk’s land in little ol’ Sublime, Texas (and yeah, ">we checked, the town does exist, and there’s even a Holiday Inn if ya want to try to track down the big wild fellow yourself) for several generations and hadn’t really bothered anyone, placated by the skinned little bunnies left as a peace offering for him every evening. In the film, the landowner where wanna-be Bigfoot lives, opens his land to hunting for the first time in decades, and all hell breaks loose. The beast feels threatened (or is really just against hunting) and the slashing begins as he terrorizes the townfolk.

And, oh, we should mention that Wild Man even contains a sub-plot that reminded us a bit of Almodovar’s Talk to Her. We’ll say no more.

Wild Man shows again this Sunday 6/15 at 7:15 pm at the Roxie. Bring refreshments.