I have no idea why I never got around to watching this. all I can say now is that I'm glad that it's something that has been registered by my brain. Directed by Michele Massimo Tarantini who's work I am familiar with, this is a wonderfully trashy flick without a single dinosaur in it.
Apparently there are a group of people on their way by plane to another South American city. They pay off the pilot to take them to the mysterious Dinosaur Valley.
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| That's right, I'm the tough guy. |
Yeah, then the plane crashes, the environment is less than hospitable and the natives are looking at them as a new menu item. So, it's time to hit the trail with a grizzled old Vietnam vet, his worthless wife, a photographer, a couple of models and the daughter of a famous paleontologist. Yeah, the famous paleontologist didn't survive the crash. His death scene is actually a little funny. The vet and our main man Kevin (Michael Spokiw of 2019: After The Fall of New York) are arguing about taking care of the old man and he's making these bizarre faces and then he dies so they stop arguing.
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| I think you're squeezing his head too tight |
Managing to escape the natives they think they arrive in civilization, but it's an emerald mine ran by a low life who wants the girls for himself. Out of the frying pan and into the fire so to speak.
It becomes a different kind of survival when Kevin has to go against the sleazy characters that run the mine and keep his and the girls' hides intact.
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| HELLO! |
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| OUCH! |
Very cool.
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| That is gonna leave a mark. |
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