A matinee classic that cleverly wraps around a timeless morality play Fun and slightly silly, Sergio Corbucci's sword-and-sandals pseudo-sequel The Slave is a highly-enjoyable matinee-flavored classic that cleverly wraps around a timeless morality play.
The Slave (aka The Son of Spartacus) fictitiously continues the story of gladiatorial slave Spartacus (originally played by Kirk Douglas in the 1960 Stanley Kubrick movie) by focusing on his son, Roman centurion Randus (Steve Reeves).
The Slave has plenty of silly action as it obviously was targeting a younger audience, but Steve Reeves sells the role. His smile is electric; his positivity contagious; and his biceps are awe-inspiring. Truly, this is the epitome of a Silver Screen-era leading man.
Likewise, the story is both simple and refreshingly deep. The action distinctly follows the plot of The Mark of Zorro (1940). Here, in similar moves as portrayed by Tyrone Power as Zorro, Randus, a strong and capable man, learns of hidden past, finds a special sword, crafts a mask to hide his face, and rather quickly, rides to take on injustice. Such acts of super-heroism are directed at the wealthy and powerful Crassus, who seeks to wrest power away from Caesar. During one prolonged action sequence where a masked Randus fights back Crassus's legions, a distinct letter "S" (for Spartacus!) is emblazoned on a wall!
However, the intrigue runs deeper. Initially, Randus is content with rescuing the attractive slave girl Saide (Ombretta Colli) and stopping Crassus' (Claudio Gora) mercenary army. Yet soon the question is posed to him: should not all slaves be free? And the wheels in Randus' melon start a'spinning. Randus, after all, is a high-ranking and highly-regarded centurion. One that even Julius Caesar (Ivo Garrani) trusts. And during the setting of this story - circa 48 BCE - slavery was simply a way of life; a life Randus would have been extremely comfortable in. Having Randus to even consider this change of life would have been radical. To actually pull it off? And fight for freedom? That is a monumental for a tiny Italian import.
The Slave might not have reached the peak obtained in Spartacus, but is suitable enough for a Saturday afternoon sit down. The Slave succeeds with cornball inspiration and super-heroic glee all with a cleverly built-in morality play.