Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Lest you think I have lost all traces of taste as I wander through spaghetti historical movie land, I should probably point out that I haven't even finished quite a few of the movies I've begun. I usually give them about 10 to 15 minutes and if I'm not having fun, I bail. The ones I have abandoned so far have been so bad that they're not even so bad they're good. They're just bad. So far, this group includes Cleopatra's Daughter, The Giants of Thessaly, Hercules and the Masked Rider, The Last of the Vikings, (Yes, Italian Vikings.) Ursus in the land of Fire, and The Conqueror of the Orient. These have all been so abominable that I had to send them packing sans sandals.