This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.

This film is so real. It treats its characters with so much care and sensitivity.

It really made me laugh, but for some moments I was tearing up because I could relate so much.

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

This flick goes under the Classic B Movie definition. I count a solid seven classic 1960s and 70s B-Movie actors, and outside of the apparently proper Viking ship, it stacks up well to other B Movies: culturally stereotypical protagonists, perfect hair (always clean and well-groomed), poor wigs and bad costume beards (looking scruffy but clean and poorly groomed), crappy costumes (how do you swim with armor on?), poorly scouted locations (who knew eastern Canada had palmettos, Spanish moss and short-leaf pines?), poor cinematography and camera angles, unimaginative or over-the-top dialogue, historical inaccuracies, poorly executed and tactically inept battle scenes, the one native, sexy-hot maiden (and her provocative costume) with a heart-of-gold and her evil, warrior, chieftan brother - this movie has it all!

Let's take into account, first of all, the casting. Start with David Deacon Jones as a Black Viking. Add Freddy Biletnikoff at wide rece...oops, a white Viking. Mix in Chuck Pierce, Jr., coincidentally the son of the guy who is credited as the producer, director and writer. It than goes steadily downhill to a strange mix of pro., semi-pro, and amateur "actors" that amounts to the most motley excuse for a cast that could possibly be assembled. The musical score is out of wack,the dialogue absurd, the costumes seem straight out of a junior high class play and the story makes no sense. Add it all up and the sum of the parts equals a mess so bad that even an aficianado of bad movies (me) could not find any enjoyment in suffering through the silly proceedings. I dare any normal human being over the age of 8 to watch this from beginning to end.

If not, it should be. The 6 million dollar Viking! Where are those robots when you need them? SPOILER warning - There may be spoilers, there may not. I'm not sure, but the warning scared me so I figured I'd stray on the side of safety.What to say? The acting is terrible, the costuming worse. The Vikings are rather un-fearsome, particularly as they have armor and swords and shields (all painfully obviously plastic) while their foes have bows and, well, pointy sticks. Lee Majors, for some bizarre reason, wears a Zorro-esquire mask under his snail-shell helmet, pronounces Norse as "Norz" and seems to be outfitted more like a Roman legionary. The Vikings throw battle-axes and are wearing sweatpants. Swords appear out of nowhere. You get the picture.Some one mentioned the plausibility of a conflict between Vikings and Native Americans. Even mentioned Vinland. Sure, except the North American presence of Vikings was in Labrador and Newfoundland. Not Florida. This was filmed in Tampa. There are palm trees everywhere.Really, really ridiculous, but I can't give it a 1 because there is just so much to crack on in this movie.

Beyond the bad monologue, the horrible dialog and craptastic hair, the cracker ass native Americans, plastic armor and the black viking...wtf? I did however find it amazing that this movie did have something in common with the star wars trilogy. As Jedi dueling are obliged to fall into bottomless pits if there are any near by, so are all warriors in this crapfest obliged to fall into water if it is within 200 yards. Oh..and blind people are wicked forest runners as long as they're led by rope. Oh wait...there's more....apparently Norse armor also could act as a emergency flotation device..I could go on and on....buts there's no point..even on percocet this movie is bad. The only thing that could have helped this mind numbing piece of garbage is a guest appearance by Lopan...