Arriving in the realm of good Queen Mila (Irena Prosen), Samson (Brad
Harris) has to realize her throne has been taken over by Romilda (Mara
Berni) and her evil counselor Warkalla (Serge Gainsbourg). But not only
that, Samson soon finds himself incarcerated ... but not for long, of
course, being as strong as a dozen horses, Samson soon breaks the chains
of his prison and seems to be capable to fight Romila's army with his bare
hands ... and it takes quite some drugged wine to put him out of action
againand put him into an even more vicious prison cell, this one with
moving walls. Of course he can break free of here too, and with the help
of Romila's maid Jamine (Brigitte Corey) he escapes the dungeon and hooks
up with her brohter, the local strongman and rebel Macingo (Alan Steel),
and they of course plan to revolt ...
Meanwhile, Warkalla has forced Queen Mila to tell him where her gold is
hidden, and with all that wealth, he feels himself superior to even Romila
and only accepts her as long as she does his bidding - while she begins to
disapprove of his evil and brutal methods.
Samson's and Macingo's little revolt meanwhile is caught at a bad
start, as many rebels - including Macingo - are incarcerated and about to
be executed ... but Warkalla has another evil plan, in order to lure
Samson out of hiding, he promises a wish to the one who wins at the
games - the usual combination of charriot races, wrestling, sword
duels and the like -, in hopes that Samson would pop up to participate in
order to free his friends ... and so Samson does, and he masters all the
tasks easily, until he has to fight against an opponent blind-folded ...
and wouldn't you know it, the opponent is Macingo.
Fortunately though, before the two strongmen kill each other they
remove their blindfolds, recognize each other, spontaneously start a
revolt, and tear down a building or two with their bare hands. And in the
end, all the baddies are dead - and Romila has even asked Samson for
forgiveness before dying - and Mila is reinstated as rightful queen.
Somehow this Italian sword-and-sandal film (or peplum, if you like)
misses its mark, probably because the story is just too uninvolving, and
its hero is just too invulnerable, to remain interesting throughout. Now
the too invulnerable hero might be true to a lot of peplums, only this
time around it seems he is never thown into any situation he can not too
easily master, so after a time the whole narrative of the film loses all its drive,
making the film rather boring.
Filmed back-to-back with La
Furia di Ercole/The Fury of
Hercules in Yugoslavia, with which this film also shares the main