American professor Tarl Cabot is transported via a magical ring to planet Gor, where he must help an oppressed country overthrow its evil king and his barbarian henchmen.
Professor Tarl Cabot is whisked away to a desert planet called Gor (via a magic ring) that is being oppressed by the evil warlord called Sarm (played by Oliver Reed). To get back to Earth he needs to win back an artifact that Sarm stole from a conquered people, and along the way he rescues slaves, and becomes an unlikely hero and savior of Gor before heading back to Earth (until the sequel: OUTLAW OF GOR).
GOR is basically "JOHN CARTER OF MARS" on an extremely limited budget, and while it isn't a great movie, it has a lot of fun moments. The extras (and leads) obviously have no training in swordplay, and the majority of the costumes are mainly…
Mostly dull cheapo international production by Harry Allan Towers of the start of a fantasy novel series I haven't read, but I know is known for his BDSM philosophies. The cast is a mix of awful (the Italian male lead, who is sort of doing Mark Hamill in Troll 2), dead (the Playboy bunny female lead), and paycheck collecting/drunk (Oliver Reed), such that it's actually refreshing to see Palance's end cameo setting up the sequel (Palance is on autopilot, but he's still doing his Palance thing). Constant desert locations, lots of dancing and scantily clad (mostly) pretty young things, but all of it is dull in the hands of the director, who likes to do long static shots. The super fake weapons are mildly amusing.
Poorly directed, horribly shot and disastrously exploitative. This film sucks balls.
I read one or two of the Gor books when I was a teenager. They deal with themes of sadomasochism and sexual power, and celebrate the fantasy of Man's mastery over Woman. They're adolescent, poorly written escapist fantasy set in an alternative reality where modern Earth humans sometimes find themselves transported to an Earth-like world where men are real Men, women are real Women and authors use far too many commas.
There's a good deal of manly iron-age combat and sexy women enslaved and forced to wear very little, or (and let's face it, they prefer this, even though they protest) nothing. It's all very exciting and sexy for…
An utterly ludicrous fantasy film that really isn't my cup-of-tea. I find fantasy films of this kind ridiculous because they go to a mysterious other world where everyone has a stupid name and wears next to nothing but speaks normal English apart from that. So a quote may be "bring me a frothing jug of gwarm" or something... so jug is jug but beer or ale has, for no reason, become gwarm. It's just nonsense. I am meant to care about magic rings and glowing plastic pink rocks but nobody has a character, they just have stupid hair, silly names and clothes that refuse to cover their buttocks!
Oliver Reed is delightfully and laughably hammy as the bad guy, especially…
Essentially this film is something nerd's macho power fantasy - a geek goes to an alien planet and is accepted as a "cool guy" and beds some busy ladies.
Which would've been fine if the acting was any kind of good. It's like Conan the Barbarian, but Italian and dumb.