Sally Jane Black’s review published on Letterboxd :
A barrage of racial stereotypes and weird racist imagery mars this otherwise completely absurd and nonsensical yeti film. Not quite droning and mesmerizing, this film has a bit of the dreary and dream-like tone that makes other lo-fi horror films feel completely surreal. Instead, it's slightly too competent--there are moments that feel like they come from much better films, contrasted with the writing and acting--to feel like a fever nightmare. The main twist is... strange. The lo-fi quality of the film would allow a handwaive for the bad costuming but the twist suggests the characters really see the same thing we do, yet believe it anyway. It requires us to accept that they are more gullible than we are, which... is not unbelievable entirely, but certainly it stretches credibility.
October count: 30/31