Conqueror of the World, a thrilling and explosive story of violence...of human drama, of a rare man, strong and primitive. Set two hundred thousand years ago, when the human race had to adapt to their brutal, savage environment or disappear into oblivion.
Conqueror of the World, Los forjadores del mundo, Fathers of the World, Le maitre du monde, Властелин мира, 大地在我脚下, 大地在我腳下
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Stoned outta my mind for the stone age!! I kinda knew what I was getting with this and I also kinda didn't. The stock nature footage looks pretty bad and the movie is rather boring. But the one thought that won't escape my brain is "why did they just assume cave people only communicated with grunts?" Im curious now if there's a cavepeople-spoitation genre. Maybe more violent and fun than this one, even though this does have brain eating. You're gross cavepeople!
The star ratings are so bad here on this one (and rightfully so, I get it), but I kind of liked this film and I may be overrating it a tad just to help it out a little bit.
I remember the caveman film explosion of the early 1980s, although I do not think I ever saw any of them. The Clan of the Cave Bear. Quest for Fire. Iceman. Caveman. Why were there so many?
It reminds me of all of the underwater films of the late 80s--films like The Abyss and Leviathan and Deep Star Six. I never watched any of those either, but I did recently watch J.P. Simon's rip off version The Rift which I enjoyed…
I swear to god I'm not being contrarian and this is a sincere rating. This is subversive genius and an affront to convention. A film about cavemen doing caveman things, nothing more and nothing less. Walking around grunting and pointing, fighting, fucking, grunting some more, bashing a small child's brains in, it's all here. David Attenborough should have narrated this. There's even stock footage of random animals inserted all over the place so we're already halfway there.
To be fair there is a story, but it's clearly not the focus. I mean you can absolutely convey emotion and build a compelling narrative without any dialogue, but that is absolutely not the case here. There is some cohesion eventually as the…
Damn, I wasn’t really expecting those cavemen to pull a Chris Benoit and beat that woman and her child to death.
The plot is meandering but that’s to be expected when a movie is entirely nonverbal. There are some perplexing choices, like the inclusion of stock footage of wild life but combined with the groovy synth movie, it felt more like an experimental choice that added to the movie rather than a blunder. I don’t know where this movie was shot but damn is it beautiful. The hills, volcanos and forests are beautiful. This movie is incredibly cheesy but I couldn’t help but love it. This movie was incredibly ambitious, and I really enjoyed the subplot where Bog is the…
“200,000 years ago the rising of the sun and coming of dusk were a divine gift.”
The Great Caniform
A bear is a Cro-Magnon man’s best friend in controversy baiting Italian director Alberto Cavallone’s discernible dialogue-free foray into pre-history. I had heard of the film before, thanks to its release from VinSyn, but was led here by composer Alberto Baldan Bembo, who also did the transcendental score for Black Velvet. This being almost ten years later, there’s a lot more early synthesizers in the compositions along with appropriately tribal drumming and long passages of drone. It’s great, sadly, I can’t find it anywhere.
As for the film itself, it’s the least interesting to me when it’s rock and stick fighting,…
Contrary to popular assumption, life during the prehistoric age was not a yabba-dabba-doo time, nor was it a gay old time. Cavemen decapitated one another by way of dull stone tools before cannibalizing the human flesh, people bludgeoned one another to death with rocks, and even children were not spared from the bloodshed when tribes faced each other in war. The fortunate ones who survived such brutal mayhem also had to face grizzly bears. It is always the grizzlies that get us in the end.
The 1983 Italian adventure production, Master of the World (Il padrone del mondo), directed by Alberto Cavallone, is a page right out of history, but I am in no hurry to ride with this family…
Another January pack release on Blu-ray from Vinegar Syndrome.
The second I watched after "Curfew (1989)" and another title that's not as interesting as it could have been.
Cavemansploitation from Italy or a direct poor man's attempt to capitalize on the succes of Jean-Jacques Annaud's "Quest For Fire (1981)".
If it had revelled in excess this could have been an entertaining piece of schlock, yet director Alberto Cavellini took an artsy approach and took it way too seriously with the budget at hand. Especially for a movie going on for 100 minutes with characters constantly grunting and not a real story to speak of, the couple of moments of brilliance, both intentional and accidental, were simply not enough.
With long…
Ambitious low budget Italian caveman flick with an atmospheric synth score, no dialogue, bear fights and plenty of endearing stock footage.
I found this interesting.
Quest for Fire reduced to its most primal instincts, and in doing so Cavallone captures the essence of Italo exploitation at its expressive peak: a cash-in comprised of lush location shooting, corrupted by the artifice of gratuitous caveman gore. It's the beauty of a bonfire extinguished by the sight of barbarians eating each other's brains, where there is no attempt made to naturalise the endless loops of wild animal stock footage with the furrowed prosthetics of these warring clans. This may present a fall from Cavallone's heights as a transgressive artist to one who assembles another director's concept into another market's commodity, yet he plays his prehistorical savagery with a solemnity in which the unintelligible grunts are infused with the…
The year is 1983.
You're on a hot date with your girl.
You take her out to the movies. Given the choice between Return of the Jedi and Master of the World, you choose the latter. An Italian caveman epic, 100 minutes long which contains zero dialogue.
You are not getting laid tonight.
Well, I'm glad I got my Vinegar Syndrome Buyer's Remorse Blu-ray for 2022 out of the way early with MASTER OF THE WORLD (aka CONQUERER OF THE WORLD), an incredibly boring Italian QUEST FOR FIRE ripoff from Alberto Cavallone, best known for his coprophagic 1978 roughie BLUE MOVIE. No dialogue here, just a bunch of cavemen running around doing caveman stuff: grunting, fighting, hitting each other with sticks and makeshift weapons, wrestling a stuntman in a bear costume with dubbed-over Chewbacca noises, decapitating enemies and scooping out their brains, etc, all intercut with random grainy nature stock footage stolen from the dumpster outside Marlin Perkins' office at the Mutual of Omaha HQ. One sultry cavewoman seduces our hero as he…
