Best movie of this year hands down!

I wanted to like it more than I actually did... But much of the humor totally escaped me and I walked out only mildly impressed.

If you like to be scared, if you like to laugh, and if you like to learn a thing or two at the movies, this absolutely cannot be missed.

The plot isn't so bad, but the pace of storytelling is too slow which makes people bored. Certain moments are so obvious and unnecessary for the main plot. I would've fast-forwarded those moments if it was an online streaming. The ending looks like implying a sequel, not sure if this movie will get one

I'm not really sure what the filmmakers were thinking when they made "Prehistoric Women". Was it a latter-day male fantasy movie? Was it intended as a feminist drama? Did the screenwriter like brunettes more than blondes? Whatever the motivation, you really must watch the film to believe what I'm about to write. A great white hunter in Africa (David, played by Michael Latimer) gets lost and blunders into a female civilization in which brunettes have enslaved blondes. I mean, they really have. The brunette queen Kari is none other than Martine Beswick. When David rejects her advances, he's thrown into a dungeon with enslaved and shackled males who perform menial chores. While there, David meets an old slave (Dido Plumb) who shows him the ropes while being mercilessly beaten by sadistic male guards. There are lots of ceremonial native dances, a bizarre marriage ritual involving a white rhinoceros, and much inane dialogue before the men are fed up and finally decide to revolt. After much cartoonish violence (none of it very convincing) the evil queen is impaled on the white rhino's horn, after which David eventually returns to his hunting party and experiences a very predictable twist ending.The interactions between Latimer and Beswick, and especially between Latimer and Plumb are the highlights of the movie. Some of the most laughable scenes ever committed to film occur in the dungeon and during the female tribe's rituals. One of the best lines: David (after watching a dungeon guard beat the old slave): "He hates you! Why?" Old slave: "The man he used to hate died last week." The scene in which the old slave's shackles are removed after 50 years are especially amusing, since Plumb asks "Are we free?" several times before dropping dead. It's impossible not to laugh when you hear dialogue like that.Depending on your taste for bad cinema, "Prehistoric Women" will either leave you shaking your head or make you laugh during the entire movie. I laughed like a hyena, and I think you will too.

Robert Raglen was such a huge success on TV from 1946 through 1983, we tend to forget that he also made quite a few movies. This is not one of his better ones. All the same, as written, produced and directed by Michael Carreras (take no notice of the names you actually see on the screen – they are merely pseudonyms), it's an enjoyable enough romp, featuring a bevy of gorgeous blondes and a cohort of seductive brunettes. And it certainly can't be alleged against Major Carreras that he fails to extract all the excitement possible from the intriguing screenplay he hashed up under his Henry Younger alias. The color camera-work by Michael Reed is first class. So are the sets and costumes. And as for the girls, they can dance for us any time they please!

This Hammer film from '67 isn't typical of the Hammer films you'll know or expect. It's known by two titles; "Slave Girls" and "Prehistoric Women", I watched the later variant. While on a hunting party one of jungle guide David Marchand's (Michael Latimer) party shoots and wounds a leopard. Rather than leave it to suffer the decision is taken to hunt it down and kill it properly. Marchand eventually finds the wounded beast and kills it but in doing so he has encroached on sacred land and is captured by natives who worship a white rhino. He is taken to the tribal leaders who advise he must be killed as he has angered the white rhino God. Just before being executed time stops and a hole in time/space appears. Stepping through it Marchand is in a long forgotten time where he encounters a blonde woman (Saria, played by Edina Ronay) fleeing for her life. He discovers she is fleeing from the brunette women - Queen Kari (Martine Beswick, the sort of Bond girl who briefly appeared in "From Russia with Love" and "Thunderball") who rules the area and has enslaved blonde's and the local populous of men. In this place the brunette woman rule and anybody else is either a slave or just a masked shadow hiding in the trees. It's up to Marchand to assist with the revolution and help the enslaved people rise up against their oppressors. While helping he becomes close to the initial blonde slave, Saria, he encountered. Unfortunately after the revolution he'll have to return to his own time-line but as fate would have it, changing the future means he'll get another crack as Saria again.This film is pretty poor, it's predictable from the start and pretty flimsy. The plot has been done before many times and the script of this doesn't make it stand above any of the other films. The cast features mainly unknown stars so don't expect a polished quality performance. You'd think as a hot blooded male I'd revel in the sight of fur-bikini clad women running around but it looks too dated and against the backdrop it looks unconvincing. The special effects and scenery within the film are poor at best but that's what you get when you try to make an outdoor film completely indoors. As well as the rubbish jungle there's the papier-mâché rhino which keeps appearing. There is a lot of dancing and singing but I was put off when I noticed that any time there was it was plainly obvious that nobody on screen had their mouth open to suggest they were singing.While watching this film did pass away a few hours on a quiet Sunday it's certainly not a film I'll be in a rush to watch again or recommend to anyone. Sorry, I can only give this 3 out of 10.

SLAVE GIRLS (aka PREHISTORIC WOMEN) is undoubtedly one of the worst of all the Hammer Films productions; it's a cheap, cheerful, inordinately cheesy outing that sees a rugged adventurer hero captured by a tribe of savage warrior women who proceed to torture him until he manages to lead a slave revolt against them.I was most surprised to find out that this is the film that CARRY ON UP THE JUNGLE spoofs so well, memorably featuring Valerie Leon in much the same role as Martine Beswick here. The spoof is much funnier than this supposedly serious original. SLAVE GIRLS suffers from endless padding in terms of choreographed dance routines and native chanting, plus some absolutely awful special effects, from rubbery jungle plantation to a rhino attack at the climax which sees the rhino rolling along on a trolley.Sure, the film boasts plenty of attractive starlets in their fur bikinis (in a bid to attract male attention after the success of Raquel Welch in ONE MILLION YEARS B.C., no doubt) but the acting is very poor and the script even worse. You do have to wonder what they were thinking; this feels more like a cheap Monogram programmer of the 1940s than a colourful Hammer romp as it should have been.