What do you mean you've never seen it? Richard Fleischer's 1958 adventure scores on memorable-moment maths alone. Which of these images wouldn't stick with you? Kirk Douglas jigging along a longship's oars? Embedded axes acting as the means to scale a drawbridge? The vertigo-inducing hack-and-slash duel?
But The Vikings isn't just a great action-adventure. In its way, it's as bleak as the noir thrillers and dark Westerns that filtered into post-war cinema: Douglas and Tony Curtis play half-brothers who literally want to kill each other, and few characters finish the movie with all their limbs. One warning: The Vikings sails in with a large cargo of ham.