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****SPOILERS**** In the "Neanderthal Man" Robert Shayne, Prof. Clifford Groves, plays a somewhat whacked-out scientist who's obsessed in proving his theory of "Devolution". In that man has actually devolved not evolved from pre-historic times to today where his brain is about a quarter the size of the brain of the Java Cro-Magnon or Neanderthal Man.

At the Naturalist Club Prof. Groves is almost laughed off the platform by his colleagues for saying that and in a fit of anger and indignation he tells them that their nothing but a bunch of ingrates and mental midgets and that a man of his brilliance is too good to have anything to do with them.

Back at his home in the High Sierra Mountains Prof. Groves goes to work in his lab to prove that he's right and make those anthropologists at the Naturalist Club who made a monkey out of him and his theories pay for what they did by showing those fools just how right he was and is. Making a cave women out of his housemaid Celia, Tandra Quinn, with a serum that he developed he next turns his house cat into a large and vicious saber-tooth tiger who breaks out of his lab and causes havoc in the countryside by killing the local farmers livestock.

All this attracts Dr. Harkness, Richard Crane, a L.A paleontologist who with the insistence of local game warden George Oakes, Robert Long, goes up to the High Sierra and hunts down and kills the big cat.

Getting Prof. Groves to go with them to identify the tiger it somehow disappeared. Obviously Prof. Groves found the dead saber-tooth tiger earlier that morning and hid it in order not to have his secret experiments exposed.Prof. Groves is so obsessed with his experiments that he completely ignores his bride-to-be Ruth, Doris Merrick, who came to visit him as he buries himself in his work in the study on the size of the human and pre-human brain.

Later Prof. Groves injects himself with his serum and turns into a Neanderthal Man but instead of getting smarter he gets more wilder and goes out in the range and kills a number of campers and hunters. Prof. Groves doesn't even look like a Neanderthal Man he looks more like an extra from the movie "Planet of the Apes".

Robert Shayne really overdid the mad scientist act and was so off the wall and unstable in many scenes in the movie that it made you wonder why nobody in the film noticed just how insane he was and didn't call the police or park rangers to have him taken away and locked up in a hospital room before he hurt himself or anyone else.

Later Dr. Harkness enters Prof. Groves lab and sees a number of cats in cages and vials of serum and injects one of the cats with it that it later turns also into a saber-tooth tiger. Prof. Groves is hunted down and shot by a sheriff's posse in the hills but escapes only to be attacked by the tiger who ends up killing him. After Prof. Groves dies he turns back into a modern day civilized human being from the pre-historic brute that he was.

It's a shame that Prof. Groves had to learn the hard way about his theory of brain size that bigger doesn't always mean smarter.

An ultra-cheesy '50s monster flick in which we get to see Robert Shayne (Inspector Henderson from TV's ''Adventures of Superman'') shamelessly recite hilarious dialogue and feverishly overact, as a dedicated mad scientist who's found a way to reverse the evolutionary process! It's the treat of the film to watch him rant and rave about his idiotic theories without applying the brakes. First he turns a common house cat into a fierce saber-toothed tiger, accomplished by the effects team utilizing close-ups of a fake model; later, he jabs himself with a serum that transforms him into the title character. You've got to get a load of this ape-man's face; it's one of the most ridiculous-looking of all film monsters, obviously an over-the-head mask you'd buy in any Halloween shop, and completely expressionless with a rubber muzzle and painted set eyes that don't move. For his creature, the filmmaker should have chosen to stay with the crude third or fourth stage appliances during the chintzy transformation sequence.

A real hoot, and a good deal of fun if you go for these types of silly yet entertaining creature features. We also get to see a young Beverly Garland in the cast, although a double for her is blatantly used in a sequence where she dons a bathing suit and models for a photographer. **1/2 out of ****

From the minds of writers / producers Aubrey Wisberg and Jack Pollexfen ("The Man from Planet X") comes this silly, silly B movie with an irresistibly goofy premise. Unfortunately, it doesn't really deliver on its promise, and can't even work that well on a "so bad it's good" level. It only succeeds in being dull most of the time. That isn't to say that it doesn't have fun moments, though. It will likely come as a disappointment to fans of the German born director, Ewald Andre Dupont, who'd made "Variete", regarded by some as one of the finest silent films ever made. But undemanding fans of this kind of thing may still be amused enough to stick it out.

Robert Shayne of 'Adventures of Superman' stars as Professor Clifford Groves, one of those madder than mad scientists we've all seen who's as crazed as he is because his peers won't accept his theories. (This leads to some absolutely hysterical dialogue as he harangues them.) So what he does to prove he's right is inject a cat in his lab, and later himself, with a formula that turns the cat into a sabre toothed tiger and him into a...well, you can figure it out. His concerned daughter Jan (Joyce Terry) and a stuffy zoologist (an amazingly stiff Richard Crane) do some snooping around while local authorities and citizens vow to do something about the savage killings in the area.

Once again, what prevents this from being more fun is too much talk and too little action. However, it's amusing to watch as an obviously ordinary tiger is used much of the time and then close-ups are done of hilariously unconvincing prop heads. Adding appeal to the proceedings is the impressively sincere acting by a game cast, also including Doris Merrick as Groves's fiancée Ruth, a strikingly attractive young Beverly Garland as waitress Nola, and the late, renowned dialect coach and character actor Robert Easton as a townsman. The cinematography is by the great Stanley Cortez, the original music by Albert Glasser, and the reasonably good makeup by Harry Thomas.

All in all, one could have a decent time watching this with a couple of pals and a lot of beers.

Five out of 10.

Professor Groves theories about the brain capacity of Neanderthal man is viewed as heresy by his fellow scientists. To prove his theories, professor Groves experiments with a de-evolution serum. His early experiments on cats results in one turning into a sabre tooth tiger. He then tries the serum on himself where he is transformed into a Neanderthal man and goes on a killing rampage.

THE NEANDERTHAL MAN is a rather blah horror film with indifferent performances, grainy black and white photography, and scant thrills. The film was directed by E.A. Dupont, the same man who directed VARIETY, one of the greatest films of the silent period. Apparently, by the time THE NEANDERTHAL MAN was made, E.A. Dupont had slipped down to just another hack director, as which this film is evidence of. Even some much less experienced directors working under flimsy circumstances like this showed more inventiveness than Dupont shows here. The best scenes in the film are those with the sabre tooth cat and the one where the hero finds the photographs of an early experiment Groves had conducted on his deaf mute house maid. Overall, THE NEANDERTHAL MAN looks and plays more like a poverty row horror film from 1943 than a low budget horror/sci fi film from 1953.

Of interest to fifties horror/science fiction movie fans is the presence of a very young Beverly Garland as Nola. Unlike her later films where she played a tough fiesty heroine, she plays the standard frightened female who screams and faints.

A most interesting and weakly executed Sci-Fi diversion, where we have a somewhat unbalanced scientist proposing a theory that brain size is indicative of intelligence. A theory laughed at by fellow scientists in this film, but now recognized as accurate.

Of course, in the film, the scientist promotes as fact that brain size of the neanderthal is perhaps even larger than modern man, when it was not. That's the flaw here, but still we get to see him revert himself back to a neanderthal with violent tendencies, probably also pretty far-fetched. I'd expect a neanderthal in today's world to be more bewildered and frightened than overtly violent for no reason.

Also of notable fun is the "reversion" of house cats to sabre-tooth tigers. Pretty unlikely as they're not really evolutionarily that closely related in any line. But still fun and in one case, ironically deadly.

This is mild low-budget 1950s science fiction, short enough to not be tedious, although the excessively prose dialog is annoying. It's almost like writing in a period stage-drama style of the 1900s, and applying it to a 50s B-movie.

While merely okay, this film could have been so much better in the hands of Jack Arnold and the sci-fi effects wizards at 1950s Universal-International. Oh, wait, I just remembered they did it as Monster on the Campus.

Cranky scientist experimenting on transforming animals and people into their prehistoric selves (sorta), tries it out on himself and becomes a Mr. Hyde-type Neanderthal. Robert Shayne (Inspector Henderson from The Adventures of Superman) plays the would-be Jekyll and he's great fun. His character gets upset with everyone and insults them at the slightest provocation. He's a real bitch and I love it! The rest of the cast is solid, with some interesting character actors like Robert Long and Dick Rich helping to keep things moving. The script doesn't give them a lot to work with but they bring their lines to life with conviction. Richard Crane is a bit annoying as the stiff protagonist and just about every woman in the movie is insufferable, save for the great Beverly Garland in a minor role. Working with an obviously limited budget, director E.A. Dupont and cinematographer Stanley Cortez craft a pretty polished-looking B picture. Of course only so much can be done special effects-wise on a small budget but there is some nice camera-work and a decent level of atmosphere in some of the night scenes. Better than some of the other reviewers are giving it credit for but nowhere near a classic. Worth a look for fans of '50s B horror and sci-fi.

Neanderthal Man, The (1953)

* 1/2 (out of 4)

Poor horror film about a mad scientist (Robert Shayne) trying to bring man back to the stone age. He turns his pet kitten into a saber-toothed tiger, he then injects himself with his magical serum and turns into the title character. This film only runs 78-minutes but it felt like three hours considering not too much ever happens. The neanderthal man looks silly but the makeup is certainly memorable. The only problem is that he's not on screen enough. Some of the close ups of the tiger gets a few laughs since you can tell it's just a toy. It's also interesting that most horror films from this period try to play the scientist in a sympathetic view point but that's not the case here. The scientist here has got to be the biggest jerk ever to grace a horror film.

For those viewers who are wondering if actor Robert Shayne ever incarnated another role besides that of Inspector Henderson on TV's "Adventures of Superman," a quick skim of his IMDb credits will reveal the answer to be a most definitive "yes." Besides playing the part of the tough-talking best friend of Clark Kent with ever-increasing frequency on that show, which ran from 1952 - '58, Shayne, it seems, has dozens upon dozens of film and TV appearances to his credit. But those fans who would like to see Shayne as the top-billed, leading-man star of a theatrically exhibited motion picture should be made aware of "The Neanderthal Man," which was released by United Artists in June 1953. Despite its DVD availability today via an outfit known as Cheezy Flicks, the picture--minor entertainment though it might be--is yet intelligently scripted, well shot, and finely acted by its largely "no name" cast.

In the film, Shayne (here, for some unfathomable reason, listed in the cast credits as "Robert Shane," and sporting a moustache that makes him initially unrecognizable, although that wonderful voice cannot be missed) plays the part of Prof. Clifford Groves, who, soon after we first encounter him, is being scoffed at by his fellow members of The Naturalists Club. Groves has just put forth his pet theory that primitive man had a brain just as advanced as our own, and with complex emotions to match. In an attempt to prove his theory that the mind of Java or Neanderthal man was just as capable of mentation as that of modern-day Homo sapiens, Groves attempts a "reactivation of the dormant cells of the mind of Man." He later injects himself with his new serum, and the viewer has little doubt as to the outcome...especially since a supposedly extinct saber-toothed tiger has lately been spotted around the professor's isolated home in the Sierras! And indeed, Groves does soon turn into a vaguely apelike creature, with an enormous noggin and with decidedly homicidal tendencies! Can visiting naturalist Dr. Ross Harkness (Richard Crane, who some may recall from 1959's "The Alligator People") and Groves' daughter Jan (pretty Joyce Terry) put an end to the slayings before the sheriff, game warden and understandably frightened townspeople shoot the prehistoric marauder down?

"The Neanderthal Man" has at least three sequences that make it worthy of commendation, despite the "Maltin's Classic Movie Guide"'s assertion that the film is "colorless and cheap." In the first, that saber-tooth jumps atop the windshield of the game warden's car, and the close-up shot of its snarling mug is fairly startling. In the second, Harkness discovers a series of photos of Cella--Groves' mute, Mexican housekeeper--in the professor's lab. Cella had been given an early, experimental version of the good doctor's serum, and her increasingly hideous visage in the snapshots really is something to see. In the third memorable scene, the Neanderthal Man carries of sexy waitress Nola, here played by cult actress Beverly Garland, who gets to scream her head off in this, her first appearance in a horror film. (Beverly would also go on to star in "The Alligator People" six years later.) But the film has several other fine points to offer. Its transformation scenes are reasonably well done, and the FX by Jack Rabin and David Commons are pleasing. The B&W cinematography here by Stanley Cortez is at times most impressive, too (Cortez also lent his skills to such classic pictures as "Smash-up: The Story of a Woman," "The Three Faces of Eve" and "The Angry Red Planet"). Director E. A. Dupont has brought his film in in a no-nonsense manner (the compact affair clocks in at a mere 78 minutes), while the musical background by Albert Glasser really does keep things atmospheric. Glasser's "psychotronic" credits, by the way, are MOST impressive, including contributions to such wonderful '50s sci-fi fare as "Monster From Green Hell," "Beginning of the End," "The Cyclops," "The Amazing Colossal Man" (all from 1957!), "Giant From the Unknown," "Attack of the Puppet People," "War of the Colossal Beast" AND "Earth vs. the Spider" (all from 1958!). Finally, the film's script, by co-writers/co-producers Aubrey Wisberg and Jack Pollexfen, is a bright one, and never insults the viewer's intelligence. But ultimately, the film does belong to Shayne, who makes the most of his leading role here; unsympathetic as Groves may be--he insults his peers and houseguest Harkness, is terse with his daughter and dismissive of his fiancée Ruth (gorgeous Doris Merrick)--Shayne yet makes us feel for the poor, misguided genius. Bottom line: Although the theatrical poster for this film engaged in some typical hyperbole for the era ("What primitive passions...what mad desires drove him on? He held them all in the grip of deadly terror...nothing could keep him from this woman he claimed as his own!"), the film itself remains a modestly satisfactory achievement, and is of course required viewing for all fans of Robert Shayne....

A hunter in the High Sierras spots a huge tiger with tusks, and when he tells his tale at the Webb Café in town, he is laughed at, including by the local game warden Oakes. That is, until he drives home that night and the big cat lands on his windshield intentionally. Armed only with the car's blaring horn Oakes scares the big cat away. Oakes makes a clay impression of the cat's paw and goes to see Dr. Harkness, state university zoologist, in Los Angeles. Harkness at first shoos Oakes away as some kind of crackpot, but then suddenly changes his mind and comes back with him. This time, finding a freshly killed deer, they wait for the big cat to return when he gets hungry. They shoot him and go get local academic Prof. Clifford Groves to show him the big cat - a saber tooth tiger that has been extinct since ancient times. The body is gone and Groves asks them to please stop wasting his time.

Meanwhile Groves has gone to a committee of academics with his theories of how Neanderthal man had a much larger brain than current man, and Groves talks about how if somehow man could go back to the Neanderthal state, he would be capable of solving problems he cannot with his current smaller brain. The committee is unreceptive, in part because Groves insults them because they are not jumping up and down with enthusiasm.

There are lots of obvious tip-offs in this film. Groves mood growing worse with time, being rude to everybody, including any guests, his own fiancée, and him calling the committee of academics he is presenting before stupid doesn't do his cause any good either. There is a cat caged in Groves' lab that seems agitated at the sight of Groves syringes. Groves' own fiancée tells him he has changed from the nice guy she fell in love with into a grouchy mean guy and is leaving. And the presence of a passive deaf mute servant girl is always a big red flag for potential victimization.

There really isn't any mystery in this film since the audience sees what is going on most of the time. It is Oakes and Harkness trying to solve the mystery that takes time, although you can see the Jekyll and Hyde ending coming a mile away. Dr. Groves has conveniently forgotten that Neanderthal man had a bigger everything - brain, strength, temper, bloodlust, etc., and that killing picnickers and carrying away their women is not smiled upon in 1950's California. The acting is not wooden here, but motivations jump around a lot with no real reasons given.

I'd say it's a take it or leave it proposition as even the title gives away the plot, but it is by no means boring. Just don't expect to be blinded with science in this one.

Wheeler (Frank Gerstle), a tourist-hunter in the California High Sierras, is not believed by the patrons of Webb's Cafe when he claims to have run across a live tiger with tusks. Among the scoffers is game-warden George Oakes -- until he is driving home later that night and the critter hops on the hood of his car.

The general idea of this film is pretty standard -- you have a mad scientist who wants to turn people into Neanderthals and cats into saber-toothed tigers. There are plenty of scientific arguments that can be made against this being possible, but let us just ignore that...

He gets especially upset when his theories are presented to the local natural history society and they scoff at him. Interestingly, he includes Piltdown Man as part of the evolutionary chain of man -- a fossil that was determined to be a hoax in November 1953, around the same time as this film came out...

What could be considered really sad about this film is that it comes from director E. A. Dupont, who used to be somebody. Once upon a time, he was a big name in the world of German silent cinema, writing and directing "Variete" starring Emil Jannings and with Karl Freund operating the camera. A classic film. And now, at this point, he is directing cheesy science fiction with cheesy makeup and no real directorial flair. This is your average science fiction film of the 1950s, with almost no notable names (besides Dupont). He could have done better...

The one possibly notable name is Beverly Garland, who played the waitress. Although not A-list, she did go on to appear in multiple Roger Corman films and continued acting up through the 2000s on shows such as "7th Heaven". Some could say Robert Shayne was notable, but aside from bit parts in "North By Northwest" and "Invaders From Mars" he hardly left his mark.

Although perhaps talking this movie down, I am not saying you should avoid this film, but just be prepared for the average 1950s flick, probably not something you will tell your friends about. For those who really must see it, Scream Factory has released a nice blu-ray of the film, with a fairly decent transfer (though no special features).

Scientist Robert Shayne developes a serum that reverses evolution. He uses it on his housekeeper and regresses her to a cavewoman state, then he tries it on himself and ends up stalking the area as an ugley, hairy-faced monster.

Several transformation scenes are shown, but they aren't very well done, and the makeup consists of a stiff mask, completely without mobility. He uses it on his house cat and produces -- a saber toothed house cat!

Co-starring Richard Crane (TV's "Rocky Jones - Space Rangers"). Directed by E. A. Dupont, who did much better things earlier in his career.

Ah, but just for fun, suppose Shayne had used the serum on a few lizards, a squirrel, and an elephant in the local zoo. Persto! A herd of stop-motion dinosaurs, a giant tree sloth, and a wooly mammoth!

Gee, why am I the only one who thinks of these things?

A haughty Professor becomes intent on proving that mankind's gradual evolution did not necessarily affect his quotient of intelligence. Despite the distinguished directorial credit, this is a thoroughly routine horror programmer of the 'mad scientist' variety, with more than its fair share of unintended hilarity amid the general tackiness. In fact, I would go so far as to say that, as played by Robert Shayne, the doctor here is the rudest in film history and watching him let rip with insults at his staid, disapproving colleagues was a hoot! Typically for this sort of fare, the all-important serum is first tested on animals or 'lesser' humans – in this case, a perennially terrified domestic cat is turned into a saber-toothed tiger and a mute servant girl into a bushy-eyebrowed ape woman (albeit, apparently, just long enough for her to sit for some photographic evidence of the veracity of his claims) – before applying it to himself. The proverbial redneck hostility to a marauding tiger preying on their livestock and later a simian kidnapper of women is present and accounted for; what is more surprising is that the middle-aged professor has a good-looking and much younger fiancée who still relishes hopes of dragging him from his laboratory off to a church altar and, naturally, once the young urban expert hero comes along, he falls for the charms of the professor's clueless daughter. The TNT-culled print I watched left an awful lot to desire so, in spite of my reservations, I acquired a superior copy of the film the minute it was over!

Aside from one Glaring Flaw, this is an Underrated Horror Film that came Early in the 1950's Cycle. Robert Shayne gives a Thoughtful, Intense, and Realistic Performance.

There are some Unsettling Visuals like the Deaf and Dumb Maid's Photographs, the Creepy and very Well Done Makeup for the Titular Monster, and the Murder Mutilations are done with Verve.

Along with Shayne as the Mad Scientist, Beverly Garland Proves why She is a Scream Queen of Note. The Central "Skeptical Scientist" is by Richard Crane, and makes for a rather Stiff, but Acceptable Turn.

There is an Atmosphere of Dread as the Tale Unfolds, mostly because of Shayne's Descent into Madness and the Brutal Murders of the Townies.

The Aforementioned "Glaring Flaw" is Obvious. The Sabre Tooth Tiger. Much is made of this "Can't be Real" Beast, but when Shown Prowling for Prey the Fangs are Missing, but otherwise Close-Ups Reveal Huge Foot Long Teeth.

It is a Distraction that is Intolerable and Unfitting this Underrated B-Movie that Otherwise makes its Low-Budget Scientific and Philosophical Points with Stylish Flourishes and Entertains for its 78 Minutes.

An awful lot of people don't like this film but it has some wonderful things in it and some off the wall things too. Robert Shayne plays the mad scientist with the ever-adoring fiancee in a truly over the top fashion. In one sequence while he is ranting about being left alone (a sequence straight out of the original Frankenstein), she tousles his hair so that it goes in all directions at once and seems a total send-up of the would-be dramatic moment at hand. In addition, every time the scene shifts to the mountains and countryside an incredibly lush theme is played that seems like something out of an old Lowell Thomas documentary travelogue! In the beginning of the film there is an inexplicably jazzy score playing while a man is attacked in his car by a sabre-toothed tiger. At times we glimpse the tiger who has ordinary teeth and yet when we see it in extreme close-up after being killed or in a kind of freeze frame as it attacks a car it has its sabre teeth. In another sequence we are to believe that an ordinary cat can be turned into a sabre-toothed tiger through use of a regressive serum that takes it back to its ancestors-- at least I think that's what's going on! Despite all of these oddities the film has a clear narrative and is lively enough to hold one's interest, if just in watching out for the next oddity. One is left wondering why the neanderthal man's teeth are so bad for example when in fact ancient peoples had fine teeth when we find them usually because of their ability to chew and tear with them and keep them well honed. But this fellow seems to have set on by demented dentists. Then there is the whole theory of regression into our ancestors using an argument that brain SIZE is what is most significant, not considering that development of smaller, more effective portions of the brain might evolve over time. Instead, we get here an anti-evolution theory that is so bad it is scoffed at even by the semi-literate faculty in this film. And then Mr. Shayne tells us that in "regressing" to the neanderthal state he will be going back "one million years" when in fact neanderthalers flourished 100,000 years ago, not a million, and it is never explained why he is regressing to the neanderthal state and not some other pathway of human evolution. I had a lot of fun attempting to find what I thought were staggering gaps in the overall presentation of this film BUT I enjoyed the various goofy characters, the narrative clarity and the ability of director Dupont to keep the low-budget proceedings moving about briskly. I think if you are not too demanding, have a puff of anthropology in your background and enjoy movies made solely to entertain you'll enjoy this one. By the way, the movie was HEAVILY influenced by the Bridey Murphy phase the whole country was going through at the time this movie was made!!! An American housewife named Virginia Tighe, through hypnosis, claimed to have regressed to becoming a 19th century woman named Bridey Murphy. The whole country was taken up with the belief that we could all regress to earlier lives...and that formed the inspiration for the screenplay and the outrageous theories presented in this film.

THE NEANDERTHAL MAN is about as Formula as they come- which isn't necessarily a BAD thing: there are times when Familiarity is perfectly acceptable, when the Tropes of the genre(s) are to be respected (see MARK OF THE VAMPIRE for perhaps the Last Word on Tropes). The Mad Scientist (Professor Groves) berates his thick-headed but thin-skinned fellow (Mad?) scientists in THE NEANDERTHAL MAN: "Stupidity's contagious!" Like TEENAGE MONSTER, THE NEANDERTHAL MAN takes place in a rustic setting, where most of the players are dressed more or less like cowboys and sporting cowboy hats (in TEENAGE MONSTER, the setting is actually The Old West); a number of these type of movies take place or end up in rustic environs (despite its title, MONSTER ON THE CAMPUS also ends in the mountains, and THE MAD MONSTER is set in a backward community in a swamp), all the way up to (DOWN to...?) TROG (which ends in an underground cave). Beautiful Beverly Garland is menaced by THE NEANDERTHAL MAN, as well, although the first 40 minutes or so of the movie are kinda sorta wasted hunting saber-toothed tigers ("kinda, sorta," because all things balance out in the end). With all due respect to Lon Chaney, Jr., and Jack Pierce, I'D like to see some of these unheralded Creatures made available in model kits (or, better yet, action figures like the Universal Monsters series). Start with MONSTER ON THE CAMPUS, TEENAGE MONSTER, THE MAD MONSTER, THE NEANDERTHAL MAN and TROG. Not a bad starting lineup, eh...?

The cheapest sets this side of an Ed Wood film. That cafe! The worst camera work this side of, well, an Ed Wood film. Favorite part of the transformation : only the head and hands change. Favorite piece of dialogue : "He was more animal than man...the spittle running down. .." But, for all that, it's very watchable.

The Neanderthal man is not a good movie, however, it is super fun to watch only for the purpose of laughing at it.

Ewald André Dupont, an absolutely unknown name in the film business. However, Dupont was a very prolific filmmaker, working in Germany, United Kingdom, Hollywood. As a director, Ewald André Dupont worked also with big names like Charles Laughton, Ronald Reagan, etc. Here are some unknown but very good, very convincing actors. The story is ridiculous, but the quality of the direction and the actors make the movie worthy of being seen. Beverly Garland and Richard Crane they worked together in a much better Horror, Sci-Fi, "The Alligator People" (1959).

Before watching this on YouTube, I saw a video of Hotlegs' single "Neanderthal Man" which had some members of a later group called 10cc and also some scantily clad young women dancing. This horror film is pretty talky and the makeup to turn someone into the title character is pretty dreary to the modern viewer but if you're familiar with the way transformation was done in these old movies, it's quite a hoot to watch as is the way a normal tiger is suddenly made to look huge and have saber teeth in one hilarious insert! There's also some pretty women like frequent B-movie starlet Beverly Garland who looks quite gorgeous here, I must say! Overall, this was both a little cheezy and dramatically entertaining. Next, I'll watch a more modern take on caveman-in-present-time movie called Iceman...

"The Neanderthal Man" is a very, very bad film. But it's also very campy and kitschy...and is fun to watch, albeit very, very stupid! It's a variation on "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde"...but a very badly made one.

A very strange and enormous cat-like creature has been spotted in the Sierras in California. It's mostly strange because for most of the shots, you see a normal everyday tiger...but in closeups it's got a silly fake head with enormous Sabre-tooth Tiger-like fangs. But it's hilarious that in many scenes you don't see the fangs at all and in others they are there. This special effect must have cost at least $4!

Eventually, it's difficult to deny that something is out there...but despite more and more evidence, Professor Groves acts angrier and angrier. He's also fond of telling everyone (particularly the other professors) how stupid and short-sighted they are for not agreeing 100% with him and his wacky theories--though he's offered zero proof! Could this nutty professor (and not of the Jerry Lewis variety) have something to do with the strange sightings as well as a murderous caveman that soon appears as well?

The Sabre-tooth Tiger is hilariously bad...as is the getup the Neanderthal guy sports. But, despite being really, really stupid the film is fun to watch because Robert Shayne is wonderfully silly as Professor Groves. He is obviously imbalanced...and hilariously so. Heck, he makes Dr. Strangelove look totally normal by comparison!

By the way, fans of 1950s TV will likely recognize Shayne as the Inspector from "The Adventures of Superman". Also, while the sign language they use in the film isn't perfect, it's not too bad...better than most you see in films. And, I should know as we use sign language regularly in my home.

While Superman was on hiatus Robert Shayne who played Inspector Henderson got roped into doing this combination ripoff from Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde and The Invisible Man. Shayne's out doing some nasty experiments on cats among other things including himself. He's developed a serum that has the subjects revert to the primeval. Little house cats turn into sabre tooth tigers and pretty lame ones at that. And Shayne when he injects himself goes all Hyde.

What was Shayne thinking when he signed on for this? Or players like Richard Crane, Beverly Garland, William Fawcett and others. Shayne overacts outrageously to cover up how bad this is.

The SPCA should have gone after this film for cruelty to animals as well as the critics. One stinkerooney with an ending totally ripped off from Claude Rains and The Invisible Man.

To see Robert Shayne was to love him. His square, handsome face, beautiful-but-manly voice -- and real acting ability -- made him one of the great B actors. He's the principal reason for watching this largely undistinguished film -- and why I've rated it 7 stars rather than a much lower number.

Contrary to other reviews, Shayne gives a restrained and effective performance. When he writes in his journal about his experiments, and says "I'm afraid -- I'm afraid", it is a genuinely touching moment.

The script is all over the place, with a lot of overwritten dialog. But when Shayne inveighs against the stupidity and brutality of humanity, the writing is impassioned and sincere. (It is to this misanthrope, anyway.)

The production values are surprisingly high. The "Neanderthal" makeup and transformations are handled as if those doing them really cared about the quality of their work. And Stanley Cortez -- cinematographer for such classics as "Night of the Hunter" and "The Magnificent Ambersons" -- shows his skill.

In short -- a formulaic film with a few good things.

A rip off of "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde", this takes a lot of patience to tolerate Household cats become giant beasts and a moody scientist turns into a prehistoric man, growing more facial hair than the wolf-man. His friends and family suspect that something is up but let him be. When people start being attacked he feigns sympathy. Of course, where there is caveman, there must be cave-woman and that is where the film dissolve s into absolute silliness. Shots of big jungle cats passing as prehistoric cats fools nobody. As the truth of what is going on is revealed, the film moves into melodramatic drivel that seemed more appropriate for the decade before when Lon Chaney Jr. was making films like this by the dozen.

Robert Shayne plays a scientist who in order to prove his theory about neanderthals being equal to humans because of brain size, develops a formula that regresses his cat to a sabertooth tiger and then also regresses his housekeeper and himself into dangerous neanderthals. Near Ed Wood levels of bad acting, writing, and direction ensure. Only watch this film for camp value, and it does certainly have that.