Girls, girls, girls. Fred Olen Ray and Jim Wynorski are B-movie veterans and they know one of the truest rules of the game: Any movie, no matter how bad, is a winner if there are cute girls in it. Creeps like me will still watch it.
So, that’s what you get with Dinosaur Island. Ray and Wynorski (co-directors here) seem to know every shapely amateur starlet in Hollywood who’s willing to work almost naked for $10 on a no-budget movie and they called ’em ALL in for this one. Here, there’s a WHOLE ISLAND of sexy female primitives in very little clothing. When a band of goofball military men crash their plane on the beach, naturally they’re not too interested in leaving. It’s paradise except for one thing: the carnivorous dinosaurs who roam around biting peoples’ arms off. Our boys in camouflage proceed to take care of that problem so that blonde bombshell Antonia Dorian and perky brunette Michelle Bauer can jiggle through the jungle in peace. I salute them.