One Million Years B.C (1966) 3/5
John Richardson plays a prehistoric man banished from his savage tribe. He leaves behind his own dark haired, cold, volatile people (and Martine Beswick), to find, or rather, be found by, a contrasting tribe of blonde, warm gregarious people (and Raquel Welsh).
Every cloud and all that.
But soon he is banished from there, too, taking his new found mate with him. Popular guy, ain’t he?
You can bet Martine Beswick won’t take that lying down.
According to this film, we learn that prehistoric man had Victorian values:the men went out hunting while the women stayed at home making necklaces and sewing animal hides. Also, even less believable than the fact that dinosaurs and man lived side by side, is the fact that prehistoric women didn’t have hairy legs. And only the men had beards. But I’m not one to quibble.
The adventures of these two tribes play out with a sprinkling of wild beasts and dinosaurs before an apocalyptic ending with an erupting volcano. Even the landscape back then was deadly.
An enjoyable story, it is as much remembered today for Welch in her fur bikini than for Ray Harryhausen’s dinosaurs.