This Movie Can Only Be Described With One Word.

Brilliant and touching

I cannot think of one single thing that I would change about this film. The acting is incomparable, the directing deft, and the writing poignantly brilliant.

Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.

I'm a huge fan of trash cinema but there's nothing to this. It's like flipping through the pages of a magazine. They're not saying much, not doing much. Every scene with dialogue is zoomed in so you don't notice they're inside a porn mansion. Nobody really acts in this film, they spit out lines. Everyone looks like they're gonna kiss, they don't. There's no allure at all. I don't know how much more soft this ultra soft core has to go with itself.

Hard to watch all the way through...the only thing that kept my interest was looking for the goofs: In the pool scenes that was supposed to be Mount Olympus, there were Christmas tree lights wrapped around the palm trees; barbed wire fencing in background; a flag pole; gas BBQ on patio in scene and patio chairs; shot of Parthenon in Greece had scaffolding in shots ( they could have photo- shopped them out); indoor scene had glass reflection in background; etc. Music was good. Plot was very simple. The only action outdoor scenes, so far, are the pool area over and over and over again. The guy Hercules kills at pool has a tattoo of Texas on his body too. They should have titled his Body Building 101.

This is the worst movie I've ever seen. There is no story, no acting...it's shot from the strangest angles...I spent most of it (before going to ff) trying to figure out where it was shot. Of course, Malibu! (I don't think that's a spoiler) It was worse that the old 60's AMA soft core gay flics. The filmmaker was either very short or filmed on his knees - most shots were taken from below. It was listed as sci-fi adventure - quite a stretch! The Texas tattoo and lousy wrestling in a crumbling hotel/brothel had potential but I'm afraid the film maker was too enthralled with his mediocre body boys to even consider making a good funny movie. Chelsea Rae Bernier could hardly speak her lines...but who noticed? - my jaw couldn't drop any further than the sight of her 'costume'. The invisible Lou Ferrigno as "Zeus (as Lou Ferrigno)" was probably best left off camera...Director cum Cinematographer David DeCoteau (do I smell Canada?) has had some fairly better attempts "Leatherjacket Love Story" limps to mind. But this one is a real stinker!

I can't believe this movie cost $1million to make. It seems as it was made in an abandoned porn house. The opening scene with dialog between two people shows how unskilled this crew was. Christmas lights in the palm trees, reflections in the windows of the living room showing the sofa, the Texas tattoo on the actor are just a few issues that lead the viewer to turn off the movie right away. From the words of a fellow viewer with me, "It seems as though this movie was the late night wet-dream of a boy-toy too bored to actually care about the quality of the movie."Save yourself from this disaster, don't bother with it.I was unfortunate and spent a good hour hoping it would improve, to no avail.