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Tyrant Praximedes (Frank Wolff) is putting the town of Thenis under
siege, and that town's ruler Telectos (Andreas Filippides) is quick to
discover he and Praximedes are in a stalemate, only to be resolved by a
one-on-one fight of his son Indros (Christos Exarchos) against whoever
Praximedes can come up with - so Praximedes goes to the Olympic Games,
picks out the best wrestler, Atlas (Michael Forest), and tries to persuade
him by a) painting the siege as a peacekeeping mission, and b) using his
own wife Candia (Barboura Morris) as bait - and reluctantly, Atlas, a
peaceloving man at heart agrees - and beats Indros in battle, but refuses
to kill him.
Once Atlas realizes that Praximedes is a tyrant as ruthless
as they come, he knows he has been had and leaves Thenis. This doesn't
anger Praximedes too much, but what really angers him is that his own wife
Candia goes with Atlas. Atlas and Candia soon meet up with rebel forces
led by Indros who want to reclaim Thenis, and after some musing, Atlas
joins them and makes up a plan how to take Thenis by surprise - while
Praximedes is on the verge of insanity after even his own right hand man
Gallus (Theodorous Dimitriou) has betrayed him.
Of course, Atlas' plan
to retake Thenis succeeds and he defeats and kills Praximedes in a fight
one-on-one ... and then he and Candia leave the region to find peace
One of the few sword-and-sandal films set in
ancient Greece of the early 1960's to actually have been shot in Greece -
but that sounds more exciting than it is, since the film was made pretty
much on a shoestring and the Greek locations just meant the actors jumping
around in some ancient ruins - which isn't to say Atlas is
essentially a bad film. Actually, Atlas features a
better-than-usual script for this type of film, and Frank Wolff makes a
good villain ... on the other hand, the budget for Atlas was way
too low for this kind of film, as even the epic battle scenes never
feature more than a few dozen soldiers, the props often fail to convince,
and the ruins, authentic as they may be, just don't spell ancient
Greece, they just spell ruins from ancient Greece. Plus,
American (drive-in) filmmaker Roger Corman simply lacks the
hot-bloodedness of the Italians (then the chief
sword-and-sandal-filmmakers) to pull off a project like this on the cheap.
Plus both the hairdo of Michael Forest and the attitude of Barboura Morris
seem to be totally out-of-place in ancient Greece as it is.
everything though, you might find this film slightly amusing, I know I