The White Rhino Club
Whilst leading a hunting party in the African jungle, guide David Marchand (Michael Latimer) is captured by a native tribe who plan to sacrifice him to their White Rhino god. But just as he is about to be sacrificed he finds himself mysteriously transported back in time to a land where brunette women rule the place and blonde women are their slaves. They are not the only slaves as David discovers that Queen Kari (Martine Beswick) plans to use him as a sex slave. With David rejecting Kari's advances, preferring those of a blonde, he must find someway of escaping and returning back to the future.
As a Brit born at the start of the 70s I was raised on the "Carry on" movies and one movie which has stuck in my mind is "Carry on Up the Jungle" with its storyline featuring hunters being captured by an all female tribe. Well amongst the movies which inspired "Carry on Up the Jungle" was this Hammer movie which alongside being known as "Prehistoric Women" is also called "Slave Girls". Well other than the fact the female characters costumes were the same ones used for "One Million Years B.C." there is not a lot else which can be said about this poor Hammer adventure movie from the 60s.
Okay so I had better say some more and so once again we have unconvincing studio sets which them selves look like they must have also been left over from a previous production they are that non-descript. And then there is.... well in truth the only thing left is that we have a predominantly female cast of attractive women walking around in animal skin bikinis and fighting each other in less than convincing ways. Okay so there is the story of David trying to escape back to the future and discovering he is not the only man to have been captured but that clearly is less important than watching these semi clad women walk around in bikinis and in the case of Kari make sexual advances towards David.
What this all boils down to is that "Prehistoric Women" has very little to offer a modern audience and I can't imagine it offered that much more for audiences back in 1967 because it is typically all incredibly tame and little more than an excuse to have attractive women parading around in animal skin bikinis.