Largely filmed in Egypt, this Saturday-matinée adventure has an expansive quality not often found in sword-and-sandal movies. Unfortunately, some of this quality will be lost when shrunk onto a TV screen, but an efficient script, replete with sure-fire ingredients, and an enthusiastic cast make up for any visual disappointments. Heading the cast is ex-Tarzan Gordon Scott who takes awhile to enter the scene and who then wears a headdress which often obscures the lower part of his face. By the end of the movie, however, the headdress is gone along with Scott's shirt and finally being able to see his sweaty, sun-bronzed torso is well worth the wait. Along the way he suffers a flogging inside his enemy's dungeon and this may be the only time you'll see Scott writhing under the whip. (The flogging, alas, isn't included in the book: "Lash! The Hundred Great Scenes of Men Being Whipped in the Movies.") Clocking in at little more than a brisk 80 minutes, this minor but worthy effort has the good sense to give the audience what it wants, and then to quit while it's ahead.
Review of Kerim, Son of the Sheik
