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A for Ator

by Lillian Csernica on  April 1, 2015





When I was in high school, the first of the Ator movies appeared in theaters.  At the time I was heavily into sword & sorcery, so I went to see it.  Not five minutes into the actual movie, the dramatic voice-over put a name to the bad guys: the Kingdom of the Spider.  You don’t have to be a movie expert to know what that means.  Sooner or later, Our Hero is going to go up against a spider the size of a tank.  I’ve gotten a lot better in recent years, but at that time if I saw so much as a tiny spider, I started screaming.  It’s a good thing I’ve always had a vivid imagination, because I spent most of the movie with my eyes shut.


I’d seen Miles O’Keeffe in the remake of “Tarzan, the Ape Man,” and while that was hardly Oscar material, my main interest was the eye candy factor, so it was all good.  I did expect more out of a movie that promised sword fights.

Ator: The Fighting Eagle” begins with Our Hero asking his father Torren for his own sister Sunya’s hand in marriage.  Excuse me?  Ator wants to marry his own sister?  Well gosh, as luck would have it, Torren chooses that moment to tell Ator this is not a problem because Ator is in fact adopted.  Does anybody in Torren’s court have a problem with this?  Apparently not, because the wedding plans move ahead.   Ator is doing the barbarian equivalent of choosing a boutonniere when Dakkar, High Priest of the Spider Cult, has Sunya kidnapped.  Can you guess what Dakkar plans to do with Sunya?  Here’s a hint: it involves a really huge spiderweb.


This is plainly a rip-off of Conan and Valeria in “Conan the Barbarian.”

So Ator vows to rescue his beloved, but first he must learn how to fight to defend himself from all the dangers along the way.  What’s this?  He’s a prince in a warrior culture and only now is anybody teaching him how to use a sword?  I believe the expression I want here is  <facepalm>.  Once his training is complete, off goes Ator to rescue his beloved.  (The sword training should have taken several weeks, if not years, so in a realistic world Sunya would already be spider chow.)

On the way Ator meets Roon, an Amazon thief, who decides to help him out on his quest.  Sabrina Siani wears the armor well enough, but she’s no Valeria.  Sandahl Bergman, a professional dancer, made her sword fights in “Conan the Barbarian” look great.  In the Ator movies, and I mean in ALL of the Ator movies, you have the dubious pleasure of watching Miles O’Keeffe parry before his opponent even starts to attack.  I’ve watched dozens of movies that include sword fights.  My husband lettered in fencing in college, and back in my Ren Faire days we both worked at the fencing booth.  I tell you, it is painful to watch Ator walk through his fight blocking like a nervous groom learning how to waltz.  You can see the stunt men holding back until he’s in position.

The middle of the movie is taken up by set pieces from a bad D&D campaign.  There are hideous witches, undead warriors, and then Ator’s own shadow attacks him!  It’s a creature of sorcery, so its fighting skills are far superior to those of Ator himself.



Another standard feature of sword & sorcery movies is the evil seductress who seeks to derail Our Hero from his quest.  Ator comes up against a perfect example when he meets Indun, played by porn star Laura Gemser.


Even so, Our Hero triumphs and enters the lair of the Spider Cult.  Some day, if I turn my writing skills toward game design, I’m going to create a Trivial Pursuit variation all about adventure movies.  Observant players will be able to answer the question that comes up time and time again, from Indiana Jones to Harry Potter:  Just how many tarantulas did they use in that scene?



Poor Sunya, stuck in the web while Ator fights off the Mother of All Spiders.


If you want to have a good time and you’re OK with lots of spiders, then grab some popcorn and settle in for 98 minutes of predictable storytelling, silly dialogue, laughable costumes, really bad sword fights, and special effects that make the original “Doctor Who” look like Jerry Bruckheimer with a bottomless SFX budget.  (Don’t get me wrong, I love “Doctor Who.”  Tom Baker then, Christopher Eccleston now!)  In all fairness, I should praise Ator’s best asset: his hair.  No matter how rough things get fighting the big ugly spider puppet, Ator always has great hair.

Join me tomorrow for a look at a true B movie!


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How Do You Spell H-A-P-P-Y?

by Lillian Csernica on May 14, 2013


Day 14: Ten things that make you really happy

I considered organizing this list in order of importance, but that feels a little too left-brained.  The very impulse to prioritize what makes me happy suggests a certain rigidity of thinking.  Different things make me happy in different ways and at different times.  One of the many benefits of Cognitive Behavioral Therapy is learning how to reframe situations, to develop flexibility in one’s thinking and perceptions.  So!  Here’s my Happy List, in no particular order:

 Ice cream.  At the moment my favorite flavor is Ben & Jerry’s Karamel Sutra, but I’ll take any good chocolate, Neapolitan, spumoni, or seasonal flavors such as eggnog.

 Kittens.  Love those little tiny paws, the itty bitty fangs, and the way they can doze off in a sitting position and just topple over.

 Writing success.  Selling a short story, pushing through a rewrite, looking over an old piece of writing and now having the knowledge to make it what it could be….  And then there’s that feeling summed up by Dorothy Parker‘s comment, “I hate to write but I love having written.”  The actual labor can be a real pain, but oh the pleasure of knowing I’ve churned out another two thousand words!

 Finding just the right gift for someone and seeing that person surprised and happy.

 Getting mail.  I’m talking about greeting cards and handwritten notes and Christmas newsletters and graduation invitations and birth announcements.  I love the physical act of writing.  Choosing a favorite pen and going through my stationery wardrobe for just the right notecard or paper so I can write to someone is an old-fashioned pleasure that I hope never goes out of style.

 Peace and quiet.  I tend to stay up late.  I’m a night owl by nature.  Given that I grew up as a de facto only child, I’m used to being alone and there are times when I really prefer it.

Sleeping late.  Need I say more?

 Really bad sword & sorcery movies.  Remember Miles O’Keefe, star of the “Tarzan” movie with Bo Derek as Jane?  Miles went on to star in a few of the worst sword & sorcery movies ever made, featuring the main character known as Ator.  Then there’s “Hawk the Slayer,” with its really terrible leading man and some of the most pathetic attempts at special effects I’ve ever witnessed.  Green Silly String as magic?  Last but not least, any time I need some serious belly laughs, I watch any of the “Deathstalker” movies.

 Knowing my mother is proud of me.  When I sold SHIP OF DREAMS, Mom gave me a fully constructed model of an actual brigantine, which is the pirate ship and key setting of my novel.  I promptly got some plastic pirate figures from the party store and put them all over the deck and in the rigging!  That’s a big example.  All through my life my mother has given me cards and gifts both large and small as tokens of her pride.  She’s the one who got me addicted to collecting unusual bookmarks.  When I was eight years old and decided I wanted to be a writer, I told my mother I would dedicate my first novel to her.  The day I gave her a fresh new copy of my novel and watched her face as she read the dedication page will remain one of the happiest days of my life.

 My sons.  I love my boys.  Every accomplishment, every victory, even the tiniest sign of progress, is a source of joy to me.  The other day we were talking about how Michael needed a hair cut.  He said, “Barber.”  You have no idea how huge a moment that was!  For Michael to enunciate a new word clearly enough for us to understand him is a real triumph.  And then there’s John, who argues about his homework and struggles with some Social Studies projects and still made the Honor Roll again.  My boys are fighters.  My boys are winners.

Please, tell me what makes you happy.  I take great pleasure in other people’s joy.


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