Song of Scheherazade

I was an Australian Israeli doing 31 days reserve army duty in the Israel Defence Forces during the 1968-69 War of Attrition along the Suez Canal. My duty at this time was driving a Dodge truck with a young army movie projectionist, a movie projector and a portable screen. We were given just the one movie, 'Song of Scherezade' with Yvonne De Carlo, and we were ordered to show this film as entertainment - even though sometimes we were under fire from the enemy - to the guys in all our heavy gun positions along the Canal. I had no choice but to sit in the sand and watch this movie 31 times, and I ended up knowing the dialogue off pat. It was a funny experience, but it also got a bit hairy at times, and to top it off, I was wounded on the 31st day which was my last day of service. I have nearly finished writing a story about this crazy experience, but it all happened 37 years ago and, being 74 years old now, unfortunately, there's no way can I remember any of the dialogue. I desperately need to get hold of a video or DVD to help me out with this problem. So far I haven't had any luck and this is why I am sending this email to you. It would be great if maybe you could tell me where I could pick up a copy of the movie.

This is a surprisingly unknown treasure from classic cinema, containing a soundtrack entirely comprised of Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov's stunning music. Obviously the storyline is a highly dramatized version of Rimsky-Korsakov for entertainment purposes, but the film is still enchanting for what it is. A must-watch for lovers of golden age Hollywood!

Does anyone recall whether it was this movie (Song of Scheherazade) that was "narrated" by a camel? Or am I mixing this up with another movie from the late '40s/early '50s era of that ilk? I definitely recall the lead actors, i.e., DeCarlo and Donlevy. Since I was just a kid at the time, and don't recall much else about the movie myself, except for the talking camel (if this is the correct movie!), I can only go by the fact that my parents enjoyed the picture and the high point for me was the camel making comments from an inset in the corner of the screen. My general impression on recollection is that it was fairly enjoyable and suitable for the whole family to attend even if the kids didn't really "get it". There must have been enough action, and of course the color photography was enough to keep the kids satisfied. Movies from the "olden" days are more clever, since they didn't have all that computerized gadgetry to work with yet got the neat-o special effects. It was a wonder in 1947 (to a kid, anyway) how they got that camel to TALK and put him up in the corner!

They don't make films like this any more, they really don't. A Russian training-ship wafts round the Mediterranean under the command of cigarette-swallowing martinet-with-a-heart-of-gold Vladimir Gregorovitch, who stalks the deck in bare chest and tight trousers closely inspecting his motley crew of sea cadets, among them wicked whip-wielding aristo Prince Mischetsky and opera hopeful Nikolas 'Nicky' Rimsky-Korsakov. Nicky and shipmate Klin the Singing Doctor rush ashore at every port in search of a piano. But in the Moroccan villa of the impoverished de Talaveras they get more than a heat-warped keyboard: they get a resourceful scheming mother and café-dancer-in-disguise daughter. The stage is set for a hugely enjoyable extravaganza of romantic melodrama, costumes as camp as they come, luscious set design, overripe orchestrations and homo-erotic undercurrents strong enough to sweep an aircraft-carrier on to the rocks (how did it all get past the censors!). Brian Donlevy (the captain) and Eve Arden (the mother) are incomparably wonderful; Jean-Pierre Aumont makes Nicky an engaging hero, and Yvonne De Carlo (daughter) earns the film its full 10 points by gamely battling through some of the worst choreography and hilariously bad makeup ever put on screen. It takes a real trouper to triumph as a convincing love-interest after having to make her first appearance looking and dancing like a duck in boot-polish (Hollywood's idea of a gypsy femme fatale...)

This is great fun - Hollywood history at its tongue-in-cheek best, with Jean-Pierre Aumont's Rimsky-Korsakov writing Scheherazade for Yvonne deCarlo's dancer. Added attractions include the wonderful Eve Arden and Brian Donlevy.