This has obviously no relation to Rudolph Valentino's 1926 swan-song nor, for that matter, the 1977 modern-day comedy starring Tomas Milian. The peplum under review marks the momentous (but curiously unexploited) teaming of two genre stalwarts: Gordon Scott as the titular figure (later assuming the Robin Hood-like guise of "The Black Sheik"!) and Gordon Mitchell as a mercenary employed by the villain but who expires after just one brief skirmish! Also on hand is Moira Orfei (who similarly flourished during the form's heyday) as, typically, an evil mistress of the obligatory usurping potentate.
The result is an unassuming film with no outstanding merit except that it is perhaps the most impersonally-directed such effort I have ever watched: in fact, there is barely any close-up throughout and, what is worse, an awful lot of the running-time is taken up by repetitive footage of riders traveling aimlessly across the desert (and which, for all I know, may have been stock footage anyway)!! Just as amusingly, the chief baddie turns up with his men at the camp of a neighboring tribe (led by Scott's father and currently being entertained by his own daughter's dancing!) – where the initial greeting and any thoughts of an amicable visit are instantly dispelled by the order to assault and decimate the gathering and himself unceremoniously making off with the hero's sister, unwisely incurring the latter's inevitable wrath in the process (with the two ultimately facing-off in single combat on the sand dunes)!
The result is an unassuming film with no outstanding merit except that it is perhaps the most impersonally-directed such effort I have ever watched: in fact, there is barely any close-up throughout and, what is worse, an awful lot of the running-time is taken up by repetitive footage of riders traveling aimlessly across the desert (and which, for all I know, may have been stock footage anyway)!! Just as amusingly, the chief baddie turns up with his men at the camp of a neighboring tribe (led by Scott's father and currently being entertained by his own daughter's dancing!) – where the initial greeting and any thoughts of an amicable visit are instantly dispelled by the order to assault and decimate the gathering and himself unceremoniously making off with the hero's sister, unwisely incurring the latter's inevitable wrath in the process (with the two ultimately facing-off in single combat on the sand dunes)!