alexandre michel liberman (tmwest) When you see the title of this film you tend to think it is made for children or adolescents at the most. But this is not the case, besides making fun of the genre , it presents us with a considerable number of beautiful women dressed for the Khalif's harem. And how they dance!!! Vincent Price is superb as Omar Khayam, the poet with beautiful words and witty remarks. The sensuality and perfection of the dance numbers makes this an above average film, which did not receive the credit it deserved, probably because it was not very clear about the public it was aimed at. Dale Robertson is Sinbad, a Don Juan type who keeps intruding on the harem and getting in trouble. Vincent Price is his friend who provides him with words to use for seduction. Mari Blanchard is Kristina, who has the secret of the formula of the Greek Fire, which will bring victory to whoever has it. Great entertainment, from beginning to end, and Howard Hughes had a great taste!!!

tedg Howard Hughes is the man.This will probably be considered too cheesy to watch by most.The acting is horrible and the production values? Well, lets just say they used coarse brushes on the painted backdrops. This could be Vincent Price's most ridiculous role and that's saying a lot. He plays Omar Khayyám, possibly the brightest man who lived in historical times. Here he is a slackmouthed sidekick who writes alluring phrases for the stupid Lothario to clumsily recite. The women swoon nonetheless.But this has two things that matter. One is that the story actually makes sense, more sense than any modern adventure. But you won't notice this, because the movie is about sex. Hughes doesn't mess around because he knows his stuff.There are two harem dance sequences. The first occupies the first five minutes of the movie. Nothing happens until we end this dance, something that has nothing whatever to do with the story. The Arabs are played by scowling extras, but the roles that mattered are played by pros. The two dancers are the top stripper in Turkey, and the top stripper in Los Angeles. Scattered about are dozens of harem womenAnd it has some gags that are better than anything in Indiana Jones. For instance Sinbad and Omar stop in the middle of the huge desert and Sinbad starts digging. Why? Because he guesses that the bad guy will erect his harem's tent over the spot. Sure enough...The 40 thieves in this version are the sexy Amazonian daughters of the originals, led by the love interest, the nearly nude redhead dancer Sally Forrest. She claimed to have auditioned privately for Hughes. Her dance here is the whole story.This was incidentally when Howard became the goto guy for CIA gadgets. The special effects here revolve around "Greek fire," a legendary explosive. Here the "formula" is hidden in a beauty's mind, to be recovered by trance induced by a moving faceted prism. Hughes Aircraft would soon make the key breakthrough in modern thermobaric explosives.Ted's Evaluation -- 3 of 3: Worth watching.

Igenlode Wordsmith Back when I first saw this, I was enchanted by the verses of Omar Khayyam (which I innocently supposed to be have been created for the script), excited by the spectacle, delighted to recognise allusions to so many familiar stories rolled into one, and heartily entertained by the comedy. Watching it again nowadays, I can't help noticing how the picture is completely dominated by the producer's desire to feature as many half-naked girls as can conceivably be shovelled into its slender plot.Thanks to the engaging double-act of the two male leads (Vincent Price as Omar still steals the show) the film remains a watchable romp, but the extended dancing sequences threaten to wreck the otherwise brisk pacing. I suspect they either pall or enthral, according to taste. Where other "Sinbad" films will show you a few seconds of exotic dance as an establishing shot, this one lovingly retains the camera throughout the whole routine -- or several! The heavy mining from other sources of legend -- whether the secret of Greek Fire (nowadays assumed to have been napalm), the conqueror Tamerlaine, the tale of Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, or well-known lines from the Rubaiyat -- also now tends to suggest a certain laziness in the writing of the script, rather than inspiring a delighted recognition of familiar allusions. I'm afraid I'm probably too sophisticated these days to be able to enjoy "Son of Sinbad" whole-heartedly any longer... which in a way is a shame. It's still a lively adventure with a saving sense of the absurd and an unabashed penchant for spectacle, but I can't in all honesty rank it above the rest.

quaxo I just saw "Son Of Sinbad". According to Robert Osborne of TMC(Turner Classic Movies) there were a total of 127 women in this film. It is a girl watchers paradise but, arabian type women with zippers on their costumes and high heels in the dessert! It doesn't get any better than this. When Vincent Price the comic relief, as Omar Khayyam, sells the availability of men to the raiders he literally is on top of what you may call a soap box. This movie could well push the cause of Women's Lib back 50 years. No one but Howard Hughes could have produced a sexest, yet tongue in cheek, film like "Son Of Sinbad". I recommend it for anyone who wants to laugh out loud at the antics and Vincent Price's double takes. He is "Priceless". The film was originally made in 1953. Due to the risque costumes of the women Hughes held up the release in order to cash in on the publicity. Also, according to Mr. Osborne, the film was made in, that Edsel of film processes, 3D but release in regular format in 1955 after the hipe died along with those awful glasses! See it. I couldn't stop laughing.