By Michael Sauter
Updated January 17, 1997 at 05:00 AM EST

THE VIKING SAGAS Ralf Moeller, Ingibjorg Stefansdottir (1996, New Line, R, priced for rental) The box copy hypes this straight-to-tape title as ”an epic adventure in the tradition of Braveheart,” but with its comic-book mythology, it’s more like a dumbed-down Conan the Barbarian. Not even really about Vikings, this ”saga” follows stolid, beefcakey Kjartan (Moeller) in his quest to become a mighty enough warrior to defeat the evil warlord who killed his clan chieftain father. Kjartan’s journey involves many dismemberments and disembowelments, as well as occasional love scenes with a bare-breasted ice maiden (Stefansdottir), and it all unfolds across ruggedly gorgeous Icelandic landscapes that recall director Michael Chapman’s earlier The Clan of the Cave Bear. This one isn’t as silly as that knuckle-dragging classic, but with sights that include a dying Norseman ritualistically wrapping his intestines around a tree stump, it’s just as avoidable. D+