Somewhere in Spain in 1966 Sergio Leone was creating a true cinematic masterpiece in The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. At the same time and in the same country, Raquel Welch was running around in a furry bikini watching John Richardson fight off a giant turtle, a giant tarantula and a giant iguana. Today, I watched Raquel instead.
This is a daft prehistoric adventure that ditches all references to anything historically possible and casts John and Raquel as representatives of the brunette and blonde tribes who meet and find love bringing their peoples together before the entire thing is abruptly halted by a volcanic eruption. Redheads of the world, it's these two you have to blame!
The real star of the film, though, is Ray Harryhausen- the master of visual effects. This is a crappy, low-budget Hammer flick that you go to see either to ogle Raquel Welch in the near nude (and why not?) or to admire Harryhausen's stop-motion plasticine wizardry. For me it gets 3/10- all three for the genius Harryhausen. The rest is tat.
