That's just silly!
Talisman feels, from the get-go, like a movie with a catchy title inspired by a $20 medieval jewel and built around it. It’s homoerotic the way director David DeCoteau likes them: men arguing and smirking at each other, or touching each other shirtless, touching each other in their undies, all-male dormitories, more shirtlessness, the word “boy” used to describe men...
It’s like DeCoteau had his say in Neal Marshall Stevens’s script. These two have made several features. They obviously get along. Their signature is all over this film. The archvillain is pretty lame: red glowing eyes, bad compositing used on his face during close-ups, no gravitas. As much as they tried, the creators ended up with an unimpressive and forgettable antagonist.
This movie was butchered in the editing process, but it wasn’t great to start with. The sound effects, score, and audio in general stand out too much. You shouldn’t notice audio if it’s handled properly. Set decoration, though, and that castle I see in half the Full Moon Pictures productions, make everything look infinitely better than the plain white walls of other low-budget indies.