watch this horrid movie ever again. I like Christopher Lambert. I really do. Even in his awful, cheesy movies. But not this one. At one point during the movie, I turned to my husband and said, "Remember when Clint Eastwood went and made Spagetti Westerns? Well, this is a Spaghetti Braveheart." I actually sat through the whole thing. I truly don't know why, and would like to demand two plus hours of my life back, thank you very much. It wasn't exciting, it wasn't epic (well, except in the epic amount of time they took to draw out the most boring battle scene I've seen in my entire life). The best part of this movie (besides when it was finished) was when the townswomen got on the town walls and started baring their breasts to distract the Roman soldiers. Gratuitous breast shots always enlighten a dull movie. Even so, this film gets a rating of "what... did they think they were doing?" from me.