There is little, if anything, that stands out as original about The Battle of the Damned. It is little more than an off-the-shelf identikit Macaroni Combat film of the men-on-a-mission flavour.
While it is decent enough matinee fare it amounts to little more than gossiping and bickering while traversing desert up to a genre-standard compound siege conclusion. It is certainly nowhere near as interesting as The Beast in Heat with its combat meets sexploitation meets angry furball combo. Nor does it come close to 5 For Hell or Inglorious Bastards.
Mostly of interest to those who like to see Luciano Catenacci, Maurice Poli and Fabio Testi talking to one another while attempting to squeeze dramatic mileage out of such delights as a Land Rover with steam coming from the radiator and the discovery of an oasis in a desert of all places.