Delightful B-movie mimics and parodies 1950’s Saturday matinee fare, but pushes some deeper buttons of romantic tragedy, too. Scientists Aames and Ryan are so excited finding a caveman frozen in ice that Ryan, still in glasses and tie, spreads ass on a lab table for eager Aames to dick. In prehistoric flashback, bone-and-fur outfits are sexy and hilarious on neatly-tattooed cavemen whose chins and assholes are shaved quite clean. The cover-stars, towering Stone and big-eyed pup Santana, generate volcanic heat with each other and when Stone’s raped by a closeted chieftain. Stone, exiled for gayness, feasts on a dead rhino and finds a gay tribe to fourway with. The sight of him naked except for the blood of an enemy is worth the rental fee. And there’s an earthquake. Who’s in the ice? Surely there’ll be a sequel!

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