Michael Moorcock (or someone in that clan) meets MTV. Sword-slinging demigods, centuries old, come together in contemporary New York -- what has been prophesied as "the gathering" -- to decide the fate of the world. They do so amid warped and rubberized images, billows of steam, shafts of light, bolts of lightning -- all flash and no cash. Christopher Lambert, a Frenchman playing a Scotsman, makes no effort to talk Scottish; and Sean Connery, a Scotsman playing an Egyptian (by way of the Spanish court), makes no effort not to talk Scottish. The only reason -- and a poor one, under the circumstances -- to have assigned the roles in that manner is that Connery is supposed to be a somewhat older immortal than Lambert: 2347 years old, to be exact. And the sight of him playing second fiddle to this Junior Belmondo, and soon getting his head lopped off, will make some viewers feel roughly that old themselves. Directed by Russell Mulcahy. (1986) — Duncan Shepherd
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