The Arena / La Rivolta delle Gladiatrici
Mark Damon, Roger Corman (executive) for New World Pictures/Rover Film
directed by Steve Carver
starring Margaret Markov, Pam Grier, Lucretia Love, Paul Muller, Daniele Vargas, Marie Louise, Mary Count, Rosalba Neri (as Sara Bay), Vassili Karis (as Vic Karis), Mimmo Palmara (as Dick Palmer), Sid Lawrence, Antonio Casale (as Anthony Vernon), Franco Garofalo (as Christopher Oakes), Petro Ceccarelli (as Peter Cester)
cinematography by Aristide Massaccesi (= Joe D'Amato), music by Francesco De Masi, edited by Joe Dante, Jann Carver
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Ancient Rome: Pam Grier & Margaret Markov are captured by some Romans & sold off as slaves to
the neighbouring arena, their main job being cleaning up after the men
fought (!), cooking, serving drinks & fullfilling the gladiators'
desires, if you catch my drift. But after a violent foodfight (!!)
someone decides to have female gladiators, too, & the audience seems
crazy about it. But after Grier has to kill her opponent (&
fellow slave) in the arena, the girls realize the seriousness of the
situation & Markov wants to make an escape attempt. Of course it
fails, & Grier & Markov are pittet against each other in the
arena. But instead of killing each other, they turn the tables against
their masters & lead a gladiators revolt, with the audience totally
oblivious to the seriousness of the situation, cheering at the
proceedings as long as there's blood
spilt, & not caring whose blood it actually is. & though the revolt is finally
overthrown - thanks to Paul Muller, the only Roman with brains enough to
go get some soldiers - Grier & Markov succeed to escape through the
Even though this synopsis sounds somewhat exciting, the movie is not.
The pacing of this movie is somewhat off, the action - especially the
fighting women, who look terribly at unease with the ancient weapons -
is badly staged, & the female leads - even though they all
eventually flash their breasts - are just plain wooden, even Pam Grier,
who was at the verge of the (short) height of her career back then.