There have been other films about Momo the Monster, a Bigfoot-like creature that allegedly prowled the woods near Louisiana, Missouri, in the early 1970s. But none of those movies are quite like “MOMO: The Missouri Monster”, which was released late last year by Small Town Monsters.
Equal parts documentary and low-budget horror flick, the narrative hops back and forth between interviews with Louisiana residents, who share their take on the legend, and footage from a “lost” creature feature made back in 1975 based on the Momo story. It’s a unique approach that makes it hard to determine what is fact and what is fiction — but isn’t that often the case with myths?
“MOMO: The Missouri Monster” won’t answer any questions for skeptics; however, it is an entertaining watch, especially if you’re a fan of cryptozoology (that’s a fancy word for the study of animals whose existence is disputed) or, alternatively, “Mystery Science Theater 3000”.
Learn more and watch the trailer at smalltownmonsters.com.
Hi. I never watched this film, but a friend and I did have an experience with this creature back on Wednesday June 15th, 1977 in a camping round in a remote area in Northwest Decatur County Indiana. It was in mid afternoon on a sunny spring day along Flatrock River. My friend and I (I was 16, he was 15) was shooting my brothers 22 rifle at a pop can that we threw in the river. I counted 17 shells. I shot first. When I got to the last shot, I noticed how quiet it got. There were six dogs playing behnd us at the horseshoe pit just before. The tree frogs, birds and such went completely quiet. We sat there for a few minutes when we finally heard a noise coming from the other side upstream from us. The rivers foliage was dense along the edge so we could not see what was making the noise we were hearing. The noise was getting closer so I told my friend I am going to get th shells that were setting on the pic I can table by the horseshoe pit. It was then that this creature came out of the woods and planted it’s right leg in the water with its left leg still n the bank. It’s left arm was wrapped around a tree trunk that was leaning out over the river. Jimmy and I stood frozen and I told him not to move. I pointed the rifle at the creature and it did not move. I lowered the gun and told Jimmy to take a good long look at what we are seeing. We did not move for over 5 minutes. I finally pointed the gun again, but could not have it in my heart to shoot this creature. You could not see its eyes as the hair hung down over them. I ended up shooting over his head and then we ran back to the car, went home, and I told my parents. I could not get them to take me serious even though I did not drink or do drugs. I was an athlete and scholar with greater ambitions in life which I have conquered.
The following Sunday was Fathrs Day. My brother in law and I went across the river with loaded guns. It had not rained since I had seen this creature. If I seen one, I seen a hundred footprints all over. There were only four toes though. NO BIG TOE! This creature had a reddish brown fur that hung down. It was all matted and you could tell this thing had to stink. My issue is that I could not get my parents or anyone to take me serious back then and with cameras being what they were, I never got to take a picture of the footprints. To,this day, it has bothered me for years that I know what I saw and I am confident I can pass any polygraph test. Nobody was down at the campground on that Wednesday afternoon except Jimmy and I.