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I thought I had watched this before and didn't like it. But, I decided to at least start watching it again, and overall I liked it. Must have been confusing it with some other film.When I was a kid I thought Sophia Loren was the most beautiful woman in the world. After watching this film I can see that while she may have been the most beautiful woman in the world, it took a little work to make her that way. She looks a little ratty here...but that does go along with her character. But still very entertaining.The biggest problem with this film is that there is so much time trudging across the Sahara. It's part of the plot, of course, and had to be done, but those parts get just a bit tedious.Otherwise, this is a pretty enjoyable film, and the ending provides real surprises...including that, for once, John Wayne doesn't save the day.The plot involves Rossano Brazzi whose father may have discovered treasure in a lost city in the Sahara Desert, and Rossano is out to reclaim the treasure, possibly find his father, and -- with religious fervor -- save Sophia Loren from life as a prostitute. He hires John Wayne as his guide, and Sophia Loren tags along because she wants to the "saved" by both Brazzo, but at various times falls in love with both Brazzo and Wayne. They do find the treasure, which turns Roassano into...well, we'll let you find out that for yourself.John Wayne, who I enjoy...or not...depending on the film, is pretty good here; it's sorta classic John Wayne, just a different desert. The messy Sophia Loren is good here, also, although I think the writers and directors didn't develop a particularly deep character. Rossano Brazzi is excellent...at least in the earlier parts of the film, but I though his character changed a bit too much later in the film, but again, that would be the fault of the writers and director, not Brazzi. Kurt Kasznar is decent early in the film as a local official.This won't end up on my DVD shelf, but I did like it. Give it a try.

" . . . with God as a Front," screenwriter Ben Hecht wrote for Joe January to say toward the end of LEGEND OF THE LOST about John Wayne, knowing that the self-styled "Il Duce" would prove too dense to put two and two together, and never realize that the movie's title and this line of dialogue amounted to the most fitting epitaph Wayne would ever have. Eager young Democrat John got into some sort of a lover's tiff with one of the boys (most likely a Jew) back in the 1930s, and decided that he would destroy an entire sector of American Society in Revenge. With the help of a few venal Hench People such as Hedda Hopper, this literal Death Star was the chief author of the Un-American Congressional Inquisition Committee, Joe "I-have-no-decency" McCarthy, the National Rifle Association's coup taking over America's government, the Reagan Presidency, the Iraq Invasion, and nearly every other Evil on our planet today. If World War Two started because an Austrian corporal flunked out of Art School, Armageddon surely will be engraved with Il Duce's John Hancock. Once you realize that Hecht is cleverly making Wayne witness to his own depraved existence with LEGEND OF THE LOST's "Paul," this flick should make a lot more sense to you.

An amazing film, totally out of the ordinary, almost unknown today, deserves refreshing, very much reminding of the classic silent "Greed" by Erich von Stroheim - it's the same atmosphere, the same desperate passion, the same hopelessness, the same drama intensity in a totally outcast state as far from reality and civilization as possible, only, this is in colour, this is exotic, this is flesh and meat, and here is Sophia Loren.She actually makes the film. From her first scene you catch yourself watching only her, and her character is the most complex and fascinating. John Wayne is as he always has been, he could only play himself, while Rossano Brazzi more credibly matches Sophia. His tragedy touches on the absurd, but on closer scrutiny his development into psychosis is perfectly logical. The script (Ben Hecht screwing it up as always) is perfectly watertight in its complex turnings and sudden surprises in the winding labyrinths of the relationships, constantly taking the audience aback, and to this comes the fascinating story of the quest for a lost city in the middle of the Sahara - this also brings "The English Patient" into mind.But above all it's a passion play, three is never good company if one of them is a woman and she is beautiful and irresistible at that for both the men, and the passion is played out efficiently in the ruins of the failed archaeological enterprise with the ecstasy and agony of Rossano Brazzi as the heart of the matter at the mercy of hopeless love and delusion. No matter how much he falls out you tend to like him better than John Wayne, who is so hopelessly crude in his simplicity.There are even some hints at "Mackenna's Gold" in this in part even rather mystical drama, as the omens of the skeletons add an extra touch of marvel.

Duke is wastrel Joe January, ensconced in the jail of a desert outpost. Sophia Loren is Dita, a "dance hall girl." Enter the gentlemanly Rossano Brazzi, who springs Duke and hires him as a guide to a destination in the far desert, and who converts Loren from her thieving ways into a good Christian. Brazzi is in suit and tie, pith helmet, and fancy leggings. He tells the roughly clad Duke that he's never been to the desert but has "read about it." He speaks with a foreign accent -- he's supposed to be French, the accent is Italian, but to Hollywood he was just a "continental," rather like the menu of a restaurant specializing in continental food. He speaks of finding a treasure with which he will build "a refuge for the needy." Here is the first exchange between him and Loren, who has just stolen something from him."Why did you steal it?" "Because I wanted it." "If you wanted it, why didn't you just ask for it?" (He gives the item back to her.) It's only a few minutes into the picture and already we know that Brazzi is a sissy, that he will not get the babe, and that he will run up against the Duke's solid bulk sooner or later.Duke sums him up very well, in his peerless Dukese phraseology. "I've met these do-gooders before. Mostly they want to do good for themselves."Actually, the film's plot is a torpid mixture of "The Treasure of the Sierra Madre," in which one of the trio goes paranoid, "Rain," in which the Reverend Davidson converts a whore and then floods out and attacks her, and "The African Queen," in which a mismatched couple travel alone through dangerous territory and come to love each other just as they think they're about to yield to the fathomless, cool, enwinding arms of death.The photography by Jack Cardiff is splendid. This is no "Lawrence of Arabia" but it makes good use of the Libyan desert and its vast, majestic expanses.In many ways it's the best thing about the movie. Certainly the role of the anti-feminist, hard drinking, plain spoken, practical, but not unperceptive man of the earth gave the Duke no trouble. He could have wired in his part by Western Union. He even wears that cavalry hat with the brim turned up in front, left over from previous movies. Sophia Loren is cute when she's mad. She's cute when she's NOT mad. But she's only in it because movies like this must have a beautiful woman for the men to come to blows over. And this IS one of those echt-Hollywood movies where the low-life Gypsy hookers have hair by Mister Kenneth, make up by Max Factor, and choreography by Agnes DeMille. A couple of the Arab gypsy girls are blond and blue-eyed but does it matter? Well, it matters not at all, any more than Loren's Italian accent matters.Loren to Brazzi: "Yew could leave the drims yewr fodder drimt." The film's most impressive feature: Some great photography of a Roman city in ruins in the middle of nowhere. The kind of place you want to settle down in and call home. It's here we learn that the Duke can read Latin. That's about the only thing that's liable to surprise you.