“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Monday, March 28, 2016
Ator: The Fighting Eagle (1982)
How bad is it? Imagine "Conan the Barbarian" without star power or budget. Should you see it? Sure. It won't hurt much.
This first Ator film, though directed by Joe D'Amato, is not as bad as the three sequels, all already reviewed on this blog. A village gets slaughtered, but a baby that happens to be the son of Thor survives. He grows up to be Ator, complete with wig, eyeliner and fur shorts. On his wedding day, this second village gets slaughtered and his bride is kidnapped. He spends the rest of the film trying to rescue her, accompanied by a bimbo and a bear cub. There are amazons and witches, a magic shield, blind warriors and shadow warriors and the temple of the spider. It's a bit pokey in pacing and not quite as silly as the sequels, but it's beginning to look like all Miles O'Keeffe films will eventually make it onto this blog.