|Index||3 reviews in total|
Caught us by surprise back in '47. Expected the usual sword and slave girl opus from the period, which was the prime of Maria Montez, Turhan Bey, etc. Turns out to be a farce (deliberate) and apt satire of the genre (I love to say genre). It's worth watching for the climactic battle scenes alone.
*** This review may contain spoilers ***
This movie essentially begins with a notorious playboy by the name of "Matt Claibourne" (George Brent) being sent to Tripoli with a chest full of gold to negotiate the release of 10 American seamen who have been held hostage by a man known as the "Pasha" (Albert Dekker). However, his weakness for beautiful ladies soon gets the better of him when he happens to catch the eye of an attractive young woman named "Francesca" (Yvonne De Carlo). One thing leads to another and in no time he finds that his gold has been stolen and--to make matters worse--he is thrown into the same dungeon as the American sailors by a very angry Pasha. Now rather than reveal any more I will just say that this movie had the potential to be a pretty good film. Unfortunately, rather than adding a bit of drama to an otherwise decent action movie the director (Charles Lamont) chose to utilize some rather dreadful comedy instead. This decision only served to cheapen the entire movie experience. In any case, while it wasn't necessarily a terrible film, this movie could have been better and because of that I have rated it accordingly. Slightly below average.
this was the most aggressively comedic of the films of DeCarlo in this period, although, they must have known that "Salome, Where She Danced," "Song of Sheherazade," and "Frontier Gal" were hilarious as well -- but this one was out-front farce. The talking camel predates Francis, the Talking Mule by a few years.
|Plot summary||Ratings||External reviews|
|Plot keywords||Main details||Your user reviews|
|Your vote history|