
Just watched this on TV what 25 YEARS after my mum took me to see it at the ABC cinema in Harrow!
I loved this film so much when I was a kid, I made up a game we used to play at breaktime called "Slayers" - basically it involved running around the playground at high speed and then fencing against your foe with one arm, aiming to score a hit and thereby win. Don't know what I was smoking but watching the movie brought back happy memories.
Watching as an adult, it's notable how BLEAK and NIHILISTIC the film is, as the hero's loyal companions get mown down in tragic and meaningless ways throughout - e.g. the guy who gets staked in that trap-room when he's just reaching for his dagger, or the guy who drowns in the quicksand, and obviously the cyclops who dies in the most horrendous and bloody awful way without remark!

The other thing that struck me is when the fire manes fly across the ravine near the end of the movie, it reminds me very much of Sigur Ros' Glosoli music video - I wonder if Krull was the influence for this beautiful scene?!