It is what it is. For more serious-in-depth reviews, please look elsewhere in this reviewer reviews section, as I didn't pay much attention to who was doing what and why. This is a fun movie to read the Sunday paper by, and glance at occasionally. Glaring Technicolor, 'exotic' sets and costumes, and of course the trilling song stylings of Ms. Grayson and the rumbling song stylings of Mr. McRae. Look up at the TV and there's Kathryn Grayson in the desert, wearing a corseted lavendar gown, with what looks like a score of Foreign Legionaires at her feet (for all the world looking like a score of boy dancers ready to lift her over their heads and twirl her around). Look up again later, see an exotic belly dancer in a dark nightclub - mostly dancing, less belly! Look up again and see a pretty blue-eyed Arab princess painted with the fakest dark makeup the Westmores had in stock! A fun movie. If you like operetta, even more fun!
Review of The Desert Song
