I thought this was dreadful when I first saw it my freshman year at college, but since then had grown to appreciate Lewis Gilbert as one of my all-time favorite directors, and decided that this film couldn't possibly be as bad as I remembered. I was right. It was worse.
Behkim Fehmiu gives one of the worst lead-actor-in-an-epic performances of all time. The normally redoubtable Charles Aznavour seems bored stiff throughout the proceedings. Ernest Borgnine is absolutely gross. The cinematography is luscious, but in no other way does this resemble a Gilbert-directed film. Good for some laughs if you are drunk. Otherwise, avoid like the plague. 3/10.
Behkim Fehmiu gives one of the worst lead-actor-in-an-epic performances of all time. The normally redoubtable Charles Aznavour seems bored stiff throughout the proceedings. Ernest Borgnine is absolutely gross. The cinematography is luscious, but in no other way does this resemble a Gilbert-directed film. Good for some laughs if you are drunk. Otherwise, avoid like the plague. 3/10.