The Throne of Fire

Watching this I got reminded of my childhood and how I loved watching these types of movies. Swords and sandals I think they are called, with a touch of fantasy. And then I thought my childhood was all a lie. How could I have watched this and think this is any good? But reviews in general here have proved that this obviously is one of the weaker efforts. Apart from one praising this as being better than LotR - pure magic, especially because in no way is this explained. Not that you could explain it and sometimes you go with your gut feeling. But if you want to compare this with a "big budget" movie take Army of Darkness, not LotR which even if you don't like it plays in a different ballpark altogether.

Another reviewer of course, how many times can the hero of the movie be captured? The answer lies within this film. If that resembles to anything that makes sense for you: good for you. Just don't expect the majority to get it. Even when the movie tries to defend it at every way possible. "Stunts" are as if they were from a different era. When you could spot the stunt man doing the back-flips. It has its charm I guess. But there are a lot of other problems too. The inability to act, the script that if it even existed, is as terrible at dialog as it gets. You could go further and accuse this of sexism (more on the women side, but men get a bad rep from this too) and many other things. Prop swords that bend on papier-mache walls and so forth ... I'm beginning to wonder why I gave it a 2 right now ... but I guess I'm still a sucker for this

I remember seeing this one on home video back in the 80's. My friend rented it no doubt on account of its video cover which almost certainly featured a barbarian babe with a sword. I can't say I remembered it too fondly, as all I could honestly remember was the scenes of the throne of fire itself. Overall, it isn't nearly as salacious as some of the other barbarian movies of its era, such as Amazons, so I reckon that may be why it seemed so averagely routine back then. Having revisited it again just the other night I do have to say that it was considerably better than I thought it would be. Sure, its story about a warrior's quest to prevent the son of Satan sitting on the throne of the title and ruling the world in an evil way, is about as generic as you can get for this kind of thing. But when it comes to the mid 80's sword and sorcery sub-genre, cosy familiarity is not necessarily a bad thing, right?

What you get is a chief villain with a perm, who likes to kill as many innocent people as he can but fortunately for us, always puts the hero in easily-escapable positions and then leaves the room. To this end, various capturings and escapings ensue in the story, one sequence of which features the hero being thrown into the Well of Madness, where he encounters a floating severed head and an armoured warrior. So, this is all good silly fun that delivers the requisite ingredients basically, however, the definite highlight of the movie was the delectable Sabrina Siani who plays a character called Princess Valkari whom the chief baddie is set on marrying on the day of the night of the day (a badly rendered solar eclipse to you and me); anyway, Ms Siani has a body to kill for and kicks about for the entire runtime in a barbarian girl bikini, which was very nice of her to be perfectly honest.

My review was written in June 1986 after watching the film on MGM/UA video cassette.

"The Throne of Fire' is a very ordinary Italian fantasy adventure cranked out in 1982 with the same cast and virtually the same plotline as a dozen other pictures at that time. Cannon pickup bypassed U. S. theatrical release to debut on video cassette instead.

Peter McCoy (real name: Pietro Torriso) toplines as Siegfried, a muscleman destined to save the world from evil, latter personified by Moark (Harrison Muller), the on of the devil's messenger Belial (also played by Muller) and the witch Azira.

For evil to continue to exist in the world, Morak must take the title throne "on the day of the night in the day" (another cornball eclipse coming up). To qualify, he must marry beautiful blonde princess Valkari (Sabrina Siani), daughter of King Egon who recently died. To sit on the throne without qualifying means instant death as it magically generates flames.

Imbued by his sorcerer father with invulnerability (except for a susceptibility to fire), Siegfried also get the temporary use of invisibility, just like his legendary namesake of "The Nibelungen" saga. Sluggishly paced low-budgeter has okay sword fight action but little else. The uncrowned queen of the genre, Siani (who made at least seven such films in 1982) is an athletic, intense beauty who deserved to graduate to better roles. She co-starred with the wooden McCoy in "The Sword of the Barbarians", which Cannon released theatrically in 1983 and the much sexier "The Invincible Barbarian" (released here on video cassette only). Co-star Muller (of "2020 Texas Gladiators") is funny with his rapidfire (self-dubbed) dialog delivery.

The beautiful princess Valkari (Sabrina Siani) must marry the evil Morak (Harrison Muller, whom I remember from "She"), otherwise he cannot sit on the Throne of Fire and become rightful ruler. The hero Siegfried (Pietro Torrisi) goes on a mission to rescue the princess and prevent Morak's rulership.

If the storyline seems familiar to you: yes, we've seen it all before, and much better. This poorly staged movie ticks the usual boxes of the genre, and even other low-budget sword and sorcery flicks of that era shine compared to this ineptitude. It was the last movie Franco Prosperi ever directed and the last top-of-the-bill part in a cinema production for teenage queen Sabrina Siani who is familiar to fans of the genre from "Conquest" and the first "Ator" movie. You can easily give this a miss.

This cheapjack Conan rip-off is so mightily inept that the villain actually comes off appearing more sympathetic, interesting and intelligent, not to mention handsomer, than the hero. Surely this was an unintended consequence of the poor script and bad acting, the seemingly lumbering stupidity of the wooden muscle-bound hero and the obligatory trotting around cardboard sets in g-strings by these supposedly heroic do-gooders. This makes the Conan and Beastmaster films look like Ben-Hur and El Cid in comparison. The only (accidental)redeeming feature is the striking presence of Harrison Muller, Jr. as Morak a surprisingly appealing "bad guy." Both his person and his character stand out, perhaps largely due to the colossally boring nature of those around him. It's hardly his fault that he was warped by destiny as the plot would have it...the viewer can't help but root for him to succeed since he's the only one of any interest or appeal on scene.