Directed by the auteur behind Women In Fury, Undergraduate Girls and the disarmingly titled A Policewoman On The Porno Squad, Massacre In Dinosaur Valley is loaded with gratuitous nudity, cheesy laughs, gratuitous nudity, fake gore and did I mention gratuitous nudity? Its your typical story of an Indiana Jones-ish adventurer and two lingerie models who, following a plane crash, are set upon by a succession of leering voyeurs. First, and most bizarre, are the tribesmen who force the girls into their birthday suits so they can dance for a claw-handed deity who emerges from a cloud of smoke. Escaping with suspicious ease, they next encounter a perverted slave owner. While he attends to his illegal mining operation, the girls are entertained by his lesbian henchwoman, who whisks them off for a first date theyll never forget. The film also lends itself to a drinking game: take a drink every time the director comes up with another way of denuding his cast.