attend to the cavern of symbols, beyond the black river, drink deep that primordial soup of dreams. the cyclical wheel of human development turns back on itself via enantiodromia, nietzschean recurrence keeps the caveman at the behest of beasts slumbering in both the swamps of his land and the recesses of his mind. we see the expansion of the 50s teen rebellion genre as a revolt not merely opposed to the hypocrisies of adulthood, but further against the word & authority of god the father, who in this tale becomes nothing less than a lawmaker fearful of the notion of progress itself, an arch-reactionary at the barbaric gates. boorman's zardoz is clearly a post-60s remake of this film, but corman remains america's preeminent gnostic filmmaker, merrily recontextualizing his other monster pictures as forewarnings of a newly passionate prehistory, the cinema of flickers illuminating ashes of atomic fire.

Not as funny as the Roger corman jokes we were making throughout but it did have one of the funniest twist endings I’ve ever seen.

No budget, barely any plot, lizards with paper mache fins on them for dinosaurs, the teenagers are 30 year old men, people wandering around the woods endlessly, nothing happens for most of the film

It rules

I watched this just for Robert Vaughn not knowing what to expect.
Well, Teenage Caveman definitely took me through an interesting journey.
This film seems like it was ahead of its time. There were a lot of plot points there would later be used in more famous movies.
Now, I don't know if they originated here but still, I find it really interesting.
The production value was also quite high. They really got creative.
My boy Robert Vaughn was simply fantastic. Not only did he look good but he gave such a shaeksperian performance, that elevated the story.
I'd definitely recommend this.

This Corman cheapie finds young Robert Vaughn trying to venture away from his tribe's turf to where a god "with the touch that kills" roams. We see the god -- a lumpy, hairy mess that fumbles about. It's a curious image. I hear this movie is roundly disliked. I did find it a little boring, but it has some cool locations and a neat ending that is similar to the ending of a later movie that is well-liked. I wonder if any films before this one used that same ending. Probably? Either way, I didn't think this deserves as much hate as it gets. At least it's not Larry Clark's remake.

Robert Vaughn photographed consistently gazing off into the distance probably thinking to himself “what the hell have I got into here?”  

For a “caveman” movie the script is dialog heavy and highly repetitive. The actors go around and around and around in circles spouting about laws, forbiddens, symbols and death. 

Perhaps the weirdest part of the movie has to do with actor Beach Dickerson. He drowns in a pond of *water* which is substituting for “sinking earth” (quicksand) but then he can be spotted plain as day in several scenes throughout the film.

Change the location, keep the monsters, turn that pan pipe serenade into a ballad, add some dance numbers, and you got yourself a beach party movie.

You know you’ve watched too many Roger Corman movies when…you squeak in delight at an uncredited Barboura Morris appearance. Found myself missing the glorious needle drops of the MST3K version, but it’s pretty funny, if slow, without the riffs. And the ending is weirdly satisfying, wrapping its message of embracing change and other communities within a resolution so ridiculous it flips around and becomes b-movie magnificence.

Play me off, Pete!

🎶Teenage Cavemaaaan/
It's only Teenage Cavemaaaan/
They're all Cavemen!🎶

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