He is a hunter from a future world trapped in prehistoric times.
I know this is a work by one of the great Italian exploitation directors so I'm supposed to say how misunderstood this film is and how the use of fog and color evokes a dreamlike quality and that the limited and stilted dialogue conveys the coarse, primitive nature of the characters, etc. But no, this film is just a pile of festering poo. After the first twenty minutes I just wanted the damn thing to end. But it didn't end. It went on forever like some sort of incoherent, low-budget hell.
An archer with a glowing blue bow and a guy with fur covered nunchuks battle a sorceress who is naked all the time but wears a golden mask. That's the plot.
The one redeeming feature that I can think of is the gore. This movie obviously isn't just a fantasy epic, it also contains more than a little psychedelia and Fulci's trademark gore. There are decapitations, and exposed brains, and blood spattered bodies and best of all, a girl gets ripped in half by some furries. But still, I cannot with a good conscience recommend this film. Hell, the film was so blurry that most of the time I didn't know what was going on. I had to assume that when the blurs were moving faster it was an action sequence.
Maybe somebody can explain why this is a masterpiece.
Violence Rating: 3.5 out of 5
Booby Rating: 2.5 out of 5
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