The Desert Song

1943 "The best loved of all musical adventures!"
5.9| 1h35m| en
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Paul Hudson, leads a group of desert bandits against some Nazis, who want to use them as cheap labor for their railroad.

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Daninger very weak, unfortunately
Inclubabu Plot so thin, it passes unnoticed.
Actuakers One of my all time favorites.
Inadvands Boring, over-political, tech fuzed mess
suzyvy I saw this movie in 1944 as a 7 year old and have never forgotten it after having fallen in love with the desert story line, music, and Dennis Morgan. Saw the movie several times and learned every line of every song. Of course I haven't seen it since and probably never will if there are problems in having it released. Five years ago, my daughter and my two youngest grandchildren moved to Muscat, Oman where I have visited them each winter since they arrived there. We always spend a few days at Al Areesh Desert Camp in the Wahiba Sands where I first began to sing The Riff Song for the kids. Although the Bedoins accompanying us think us a little daft, my 8-year-old granddaughter and I take great joy in she and I hopping on our camels, riding off in the sand singing, "Over the ground, there comes a sound.............". What great fun. She is dying to see the movie as am I. What a shame this is not possible.
firefly1300 My only comment is that such a wonderful film should not be placed somewhere on the shelf and forgotten thru the years. It is too great a picture to not allow the many people (like myself) who would love to purchase it and show it to their family and friends to enjoy for as many times as they wish. And besides, I think Dennis Morgan was a wonderful singer and a very handsome actor. And so, once again, I am hoping that whoever places these films on video will take all our comments into consideration and take notice of the many people who feel the same as I do about this film. The newer version with Gordon MacRae does not appeal to me at all. I want the old version. Let's just say it is the nostalgia part of me that is hoping that this can be accomplished.
Robert Elsner (relsner) It's my understanding that this great movie was re-mastered in the mid-90s, and even shown for one week in New York City before suddenly being taken out of circulation. Apparently, there is a copyright problem over ONE SONG in the movie, which has apparently caused Warner Bros./Turner Classic Movies, or whomever has its rights, to withhold release of The Desert Song (1944 version) from theatrical circulation or home video and DVD. One would think there must be a way around this stumbling block, even if the (probably unfamiliar, non-Romberg) song had to be deleted to permit its re-release. -- Bob Elsner, Palm Sprngs, CA
amadeus-10 I saw this quintessentially sappy flick for the first (and only) time in March 1944 when I was an 18 year old infantryman in the US Army. Sort of reminded me of a Tarzan-type film with a desert instead of a jungle setting. No thundering herds of elephants and savage lions and tigers and bears (oh my!). In their place, camels, horses, and evil Arab tribesmen threatening poor Dennis Morgan and his minions.Whereas Tarzan would scream out "UNGAW-A-A" to summon his animal friends, in this flick a good guy would bellow out a minor-key riff of 4 notes -- AH-AHHH! AH-AHHH!. Then beyond the horizon and off-screen would come a thunderous male-voice response -- in perfectly voiced 2-part harmony. Then the sound of horses' hooves (camels', too? I can't remember)and again a hearty minor key response of AH-AHHH! AH-AHHH! -- as the good guys came to the rescue and Dennis Morgan crooned some totally inane lyric as the savage Berbers fled. (No wonder we all rooted for the Arabs)That's all I can remember. Time mercifully blots out the rest. All I remember is that stupid chant and the horses coming over the horizon. Then a cut to Dennis Morgan on his steed, waving the troops into the fray. This made such an impression on us GIs that for several weeks all one could hear in the barracks was the minor-key war cry: AH-AHHH! AH-AHHH! (And, of course, the appropriate response). We were all ready to join the French Foreign Legion. Instead a few months later, after the June 6, 1944 Normandy invasion, most of us ended up in France where there were no camels, alas. Only German tanks.