Red Sonja

Synopsis: The tyrant Gedren seeks the total power in a world of barbarism. She attacks and kills the keepers of a powerful talisman just before it is destroyed. Gedren then uses the power of the talisman in her raid of the city Hablac. Red Sonja, sister of the keeper, sets out with her magic sword to overthrow Gedren. The talisman's master Kalidor follows to protect her. Of course they fall in love - however Red Sonja's power bases on the oath to never give herself to any man...
Director(s): Richard Fleischer
Production: MGM/UA
  1 win & 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
5.0
Metacritic:
35
Rotten Tomatoes:
15%
PG-13
Year:
1985
89 min
227 Views


You are suffering, Sonja...

but vengeance shall be yours.

Vengeance on Queen Gedren...

who wanted you for herself.

Your disgust was clear.

And so it was that Gedren

ordered your family murdered...

your body violated by her soldiers.

But in your quest

for justice and vengeance...

you will need great strength...

for your sword arm must have no equal.

I give you that strength.

Varna, where is the lord of Hyrkania?

He has not come, Highness.

He should be here

for the destruction of the talisman.

But we cannot delay.

We will proceed without him.

O God of the high Gods...

behold the talisman with which

you created the world and all things.

O God of Gods...

it has become too powerful for us...

and we must destroy it

before it destroys the world.

Forgive us now

as we send it out of the light...

from which it draws its power...

into eternal darkness.

Forgive us.

Come on.

So this can make worlds...

or shatter them by storm and earthquake.

Have it lifted out.

Lift it out!

Touch it.

So it is true. Only women may touch it.

The cover.

Take it out.

Great queen,

what shall we do with the prisoners?

- No!

- No!

Come.

Horses.

The talisman's stolen.

Must destroy the talisman.

We must find my sister. Take me.

I know where she is. Please.

Magnificent.

You have nothing more to learn, Sonja.

You are the master of the master.

Never have I seen your equal.

You must learn to like men a little better.

They are not all evil.

We must judge by our own experience,

Grand Master.

I know.

But in life, all is not swordplay.

Hatred of men in a lovely young woman...

it could be your downfall.

I don't hate all men, Grand Master.

That would have been music to my ears

Come.

A great swordsman

must have a great sword.

Choose.

A gift from the Grand Master.

Sonja.

What is it, Red Sonja?

I'm looking for Red Sonja.

- I am Sonja.

- Your sister's dying.

I'll take you to her.

Varna.

Thank God.

I've lived long enough.

The talisman's stolen.

All the priests massacred.

- We fought...

- Rest, Varna. Later we can talk.

There's no time. Listen.

The talisman has terrible power...

which grows in the light.

In 13 days it could destroy the world...

by storm and earthquake.

You must destroy the talisman, Sonja.

Send it into darkness. Swear that you will.

I swear.

Who took it?

I don't know.

There was a woman with a gold mask.

Soldiers.

Where did they take it? North? South?

She's dead.

And the living have work to do.

Her work, my work, is no concern of yours.

- Who are you, anyway?

- My name is Kalidor.

I befriended your sister, remember?

I'm a friend of yours, too.

I thank you for what you did for my sister.

You will be rewarded.

I'm no mercenary. Nobody pays me.

If I think somebody owes me something,

I take it.

Someone is using the talisman.

- What place is that?

- Hablok. It's a great city.

Where are you going?

Hablok.

Wait. I'll come with you.

Why should you? It's no business of yours.

And neither am I.

You may be wrong on both counts.

I know you're a brave girl,

but danger is my trade.

Then I'll learn it by myself.

Don't make me angry, Kalidor.

I don't need any man's help.

Don't shake it, fool. Hold it steady!

Can you do nothing right?

Still, you great idiot.

I'm trying, Your Highness.

Clumsy oaf. Stupid, dumb,

useless, selfish beast!

Quickly, come. Come to me.

Don't give me orders, slave.

I'll have you hung by the heels.

Anyway, it's too slippery.

Do you want me to fall

in that boiling mud? You numskull.

I'll try to swing it around. Now.

- Hold still, boy.

- Boy?

Steady, Your Majesty. Steady.

Jump off. Jump.

What about me?

Get back here and stop playing the fool.

I hear and obey, master of the world.

I'm coming.

Lucky for you that this person came along.

Reward her, and tell her who I am.

His Royal Highness, the Prince Tarn,

Great lord of Hablok...

keeper of the spotless throne...

great elephant who fertilizes the world

with his...

I've told you not to say that.

Do it again, and I'll have you impaled.

Well, reward her, fool.

From the look of your kingdom, Prince,

you need this more than I do.

Did she address me?

What happened?

Queen Gedren attacked us

is what happened.

Gedren? Queen Gedren?

That's right.

She knocked down half the city with her

new weapon and demanded our surrender.

My army ran away.

Do they want to live forever?

I refused to surrender.

So she knocked down the other half.

Falkon, since everyone is dead

or run away...

you shall escort me

to the mountains tomorrow.

I shall raise a new army...

and crush this upstart Gedren underfoot.

Where can I find her, this Queen Gedren?

In Burkubane, the land of eternal night.

How do I get there?

There's a long scenic way, and there's

the short way through Brytag's toll road.

I'll take Brytag's toll road.

Which way is that?

Straight north from here.

You can't miss it.

But it's worth a try.

Ask the woman

if she wishes to join my army.

We'll probably need a cook.

Your Highness is too kind,

but I travel alone.

Dismiss the woman, Falkon.

I shall dine in an hour.

May I give you a word of advice?

Put him over your knee

and beat some manners into him.

You wouldn't happen to have a tablecloth,

would you?

Brytag, come down and open the gate.

Not so fast, redhead.

I'm up here

where I can get a better look at you.

I have no time to waste, Brytag.

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Robert E. Howard

Robert Ervin Howard (January 22, 1906 – June 11, 1936) was an American author who wrote pulp fiction in a diverse range of genres. He is well known for his character Conan the Barbarian and is regarded as the father of the sword and sorcery subgenre. Howard was born and raised in Texas. He spent most of his life in the town of Cross Plains, with some time spent in nearby Brownwood. A bookish and intellectual child, he was also a fan of boxing and spent some time in his late teens bodybuilding, eventually taking up amateur boxing. From the age of nine he dreamed of becoming a writer of adventure fiction but did not have real success until he was 23. Thereafter, until his death by suicide at age 30, Howard's writings were published in a wide selection of magazines, journals, and newspapers, and he became proficient in several subgenres. His greatest success occurred after his death. Although a Conan novel was nearly published in 1934, Howard's stories were never collected during his lifetime. The main outlet for his stories was Weird Tales, where Howard created Conan the Barbarian. With Conan and his other heroes, Howard helped fashion the genre now known as sword and sorcery, spawning many imitators and giving him a large influence in the fantasy field. Howard remains a highly read author, with his best works still reprinted. Howard’s suicide and the circumstances surrounding it have led to speculation about his mental health. His mother had been ill with tuberculosis his entire life, and upon learning she had entered a coma from which she was not expected to wake, he walked out to his car and shot himself in the head. more…

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