I swear I did not dream this

I often describe movies as appearing to have been written and directed by hyperactive 13 year old boys, but I encountered a movie this weekend that really stands out. The plot, cast and dialogue were so overblown and rotten that it almost had to be some sort of parody on big budget films.

I haven't found the name yet, but that's only because I haven't bothered to try. I'm sure it's familiar to some of you. Here's the actual cast of the movie. Note that all actors speak their roles in their natural accents. I may have misspelled some names. I'll edit and add IMDB links later if I feel like it. Ok, let's do this:

Jason Statham - as a simple medieval farmer with tremendous acrobatic, armed and unarmed combat ability.
John Rhys Davies - as a "magus", a wizard whose power comes from his devotion to the king. Which brings us to the king.
Burt Reynolds - ...wait, what? Yes, Burt Reynolds is essentially the aging King Arthur of this vaguely medieval set film. The Bandit, ruling with a just and even hand, beloved by all. He wears a white beard and looks like a poor man's Sean Connery. I think they were hoping no one would notice the difference.
Ron Perlman - as a tight-lipped friend of Farmer Statham who journeys with him to rescue his lost love.
Claire Forlani - as Jason Statham's lost love. The villain captures her. We'll get to the villain in a minute.
Kristianna Loken - a vaguely celtic/elven/hippy forest girl with bleach-blonde dreadlocks, who cares for the trees with a few other leather-clad girls. They might be a little... you know... into each other. It's never really explained. Nothing really is. Kristianna's character hates all the fighting because her beloved forests are spoiled by it. Also, she has some sort of forest voodoo where she can control vines.

So that brings us to the conflict.
Lee Lee Sobieski - plays a distraught daughter of John Rhys Davies, she falls in love with the villain who betrays her once he gets a magic thingy. She cries a lot, then dons armor in some steely Joan of Arc moment and rides around a lot in it, but never actually goes into battle. In the end realizes she is magical, too. But who is this villain?
Ray Liotta - complete with his ass-tastic almost Buffalonian "eaccent", as a powerful dark magus who learned from JRD, but then broke away to be evil. He controls a massive army of orc rip-off monsters, who he sends to battle repeatedly against King Burt's army. He stands against the king, which would normally cause him to lose his magus powers, but he gets around that by declaring himself king of his orcs. But even he needs a puppet, someone to control on the throne. He needs a spoiled nephew of the king who wants the throne for himself.
Matthew Lillard - as the spoiled traitor nephew of the king, giggling and writhing through his role like he just took a massive bong hit. In the big battle, he manages to shoot King Burt with an arrow. As the next in line for the throne, if the king dies, he gets to rule. And so after he's been captured for his treachery, battling the king's champion in some sort of grudge match sword fight, right before he can be killed, someone yells that the king is dead. Giggles reminds everyone that means he's king now, and everyone is his servant. That is, until John Rhys Davies announces that Farmer Statham is actually the king's long lost son and therefore the next in line for the throne. Yay, right?

One thing that really put all of this right over the top is that King Burt Reynolds has bodyguards that are ninjas. Not ninja-like european medieval warriors, which would at least make some sense within the vaguely dark-ages European context. These are actual Japanese ninjas, in ninja outfits, wielding katana swords. They come flipping through the air in unison to defend Burt whenever he appears to be threatened on the battlefield. Note: they don't work against arrows.

As the credits suddenly rolled, I was treated to a song sung by a male folk singer with crazy vibrato, as though ripped right from the Rankin-Bass Hobbitt cartoon.

The thing that gets me is that this movie somehow managed to be made and produced with Hollywood blockbuster veneer and star power. My only theory involves the Make a Wish Foundation.