This is ultimately a movie about the very bad things that can happen when we don't address our unease, when we just try to brush it off, whether that's to fit in or to preserve our self-image.

It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.

I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

A film of deceptively outspoken contemporary relevance, this is cinema at its most alert, alarming and alive.

Michael York headlines the cast in this Saharan adventure flick that populates an expansive tableau with stock characters throughout: there's a rugged, Indiana Jones-style archaeologist hero, a damsel in distress, various violent and unpleasant Arabs, plus some mystical hidden treasure hidden beneath the sands.Given the number of countries involved in the production of this miniseries - they include Italy, Spain, Switzerland, and West Germany - it should have been a lot better than it actually is, which is completely forgettable. The narrative just about holds your interest but as a whole it's hardly anything to get excited about. I blame the script, which feels flabby and unfocused with way too many extraneous characters in the cast taking up too much screen time.The shooting locations in Morocco are about the most interesting thing here, although playing "spot the actor" can be fun. Ben Kingsley is an Arab, and Andie MacDowell the youthful love interest (I kept thinking "she looks like Andie MacDowell" only to realise it actually was her during the closing credits). York gives a stiff central performance, and it's left to David Soul to ham things up as a villain. The twist ending has to be seen to be believed, but trust me, it's not really worth it.

God, i don't know how to describe the feeling when i finally found this TV on IMDb, have tried many times before but all failed. i was a child When first time watched this on TV, that was 11 or maybe 12? And for the first time that i remembered, i cried and touched by some emotions about love, not like from parents, but grownups. And as i remembered, the photography and music was so beautiful that i took a cushion an sit in front of TV seriously, as if it was some sacred moment. Maybe from that time on, watching movie became an ceremony to me.For years i've been looking for this movie, and if it's not having a look an the score list of master Ennio Morricone, i couldn't found it.Just what to say thanks to Morricone and IMDb, you've really completed me in this part.Recommendate this movie to all.

Wow. I saw this when it was aired for the first time on an Austrian or German TV-Channel. I was still a child then, and I couldn't get it out of my head. This is a very well done mini-serial with a very good plot, and it would deserve a DVD release. If you can get the soundtrack album released on CD by RCA, get it! The music is so wonderful and brought back so many memories...

One of those movies that aren't good enough, but not bad enough either to dislike whole-heartedly. The story appears to have potential (admittedly I'm a sucker for anything that ties the ancient with the otherworldly) but alas let down by a pretty abysmal screenplay. Now and then it borders upon the laughable (but far from the laugh-fest I had with "Kull The Conqueror (1997)"). The overall production smells second-rate (is it just me or was someone so unobservant or so lazy as to not do anything about that dirty camera lens??) for something produced in 1989. Saddest of all are the wasted acting talents, though they do a commendable job at keeping the whole enterprise afloat. An effort most definitely, but a weak one nonetheless that deserves a weak 7/10.ps. Anyone care to speculate on what happened to Jordan's son? I guess someone, um, forgot about him during that "farewell" scene...