This movie was the second movie I saw on the cinema as a child. It scared the living crap out of me. So much so that I asked my father if we could leave halfway through.
Nowadays, the only people leaving halfway through are the ones who have a good taste in movies.
I, however, still have fond memories of this flawed masterpiece of awfulness. Doug McClure and Peter Cushing in the same movie! Great! Monsters made of polypropylene substitute. Scary stuff. A rubber monster is, when you think about it, is even scarier than a real monster.
The astonishing thing about this movie is how good the score is. Truly rousing stuff.
There's also plenty of prehistoric tit on show, too. Nice.