La Princesse de Samarcande

Ann Blyth makes a lovely and fetching princess of Samarkand. But in The Golden Horde her main concern is saving her city from all kinds of tribes who want conquer it and her.

Into her life comes a knight who is an emissary of the Christian kings of the west offering aid. Today David Farrar would be a military adviser.

A lot of double and triple dealing is involved before a climatic battle which is staged quite well. The cast also does well with the hokey dialog they have to spout.

Universal turned out these medieval Mideast epics the better to take advantage of the sets built for Maria Montez This is far from the best of them.

At the onset, you must know that I am not saying this because I am Mr. Political Correctness. No, my gripe about having white actors playing everyone in this movie is simply that they look nothing like Mongols or Uzbekistanis! And, the last time I remember seeing an epic about this material, John Wayne himself starred as Genghis Khan ("The Conqueror")! Here, Marvin MIller plays Khan...and Ann Blyth plays an Uzbekistani princess! It's simply a matter of bad casting and believability...and having all these white Americans in every role does harm the overall film...and it can't help but do this. So, apart from this, is it a good movie?

The story begins with Sir Guy (David Farrar) arriving at the Uzbek capitol, Samarkand, to meet the Princess (Blyth). It seems Genghis Khan's horde are on their way and he offers his assistance. Now, if you think about it, an English knight could have offered no help against Khan...none...as Khan controlled the largest and most dominant army of all time. She rejects his offer...which isn't a bad thing. Soon emissaries of Khan arrive and you wonder with whom, if anyone, the princess will make an alliance.

Much of this movie makes the mistake of being talky instead of action-packed. This doesn't mean I'm a great fan of just action, but here it would have been appreciated. I'm guessing most people watching the movie don't care about the machinations and talk....so I'm probably not alone here. The worst part about all the talk was Sir Guy...who always was yelling or sounding like a man with a bad case of gout. But others manage to come off pretty badly due to the stilted dialog.

Overall, while the film looks expensive, it's dreadfully dull, badly written and a historical mess. Watch it if you want...but I think it's more an ordeal than fun to watch.

I was only vaguely familiar with this colorful (albeit low-budgeted) epic from Universal dealing with Samarcand's resistance to the onslaught of the titular army, commandeered by the legendary Genghis Khan. The plot is unusual in that their come-uppance occurs largely through a woman's shrewdness; in fact, while the expected skirmishes are certainly there, the hero is not very flatteringly depicted: he is boorish Crusader David Farrar who arrives upon the scene with his men (chief among them a pre-stardom Richard Egan) presumptuously intent on taking charge of the situation – since the city is ruled by a girl (Ann Blyth, petite but effective nonetheless in portraying her character's iron-willed disposition)!

Her plan is to have the Khan's two envoys (one of them his own son) clash when she offers herself to one of them as ransom for the city's deliverance!; while an accompanying Shaman (played by genre regular George Macready, but almost unrecognizable behind the almond-eyed make-up!) tries to calm the waters and make them see the wiliness of her proposal, like Farrar himself, they are too obstinate and proud to act sensibly! Typically, the protagonists themselves start off on the wrong foot (early on, he admonishes Blyth's male subjects for even accepting to be subservient to a member of the opposite sex and, what is more, openly considers her suggestions of what action is to be taken as "half-witted"!) but, before long, predictably (or, if you like, as dictated by Hollywood in those times) they find they cannot live without one another!

For good measure, Blyth's castle is fitted with a variety of secret passages which are, subsequently, often resorted to in order to save the battered hide of Farrar's knights (needless to say, though brute force takes the upper hand at first, eventually it has to accede to the hidden powers – and not just the obvious physical attributes – that a female, invariably, is better equipped to supply)! In the end, the Khan decides that Samarcand is not for him (thanks also to a prophecy that forbids him personally physical entrance into the city?) and takes it on the lam. The film looks good (belying its humble pedigree) and, at just 73 minutes, certainly does not overstay its welcome; however, the repetition pertaining to Farrar's pig-headedness and the two deluded romantic contenders' squabbling does tax one's patience somewhat on occasion...

The marauding Mongol hordes set their sights on the ancient city of Samarkand. The son of Genghis Khan (Harry Brandon) and Howard Petrie as "Tugluk" are despatched in the advance guard to wrest the city from the beautiful Princess - Ann Blyth. They don't reckon on a troop of passing Crusaders led by the gallant "Sir Guy of Devon" (David Farrar) and so a bit of a tussle ensues. It's a melodrama with sand and costumes; Blyth looks great - though she, and Farrar are as wooden as usual. The best character is that of the "Shaman" - an over-the-top George Macready - causing mischief as he whispers poison into the ears of the Khan. It's hampered by the sound stage setting - some of the fight scenes are a little too rigid, and the dialogue is pretty stilted, but it is still a decent enough watch.

In 1220, Sir Guy of Devon (David Farrar) and a small band of English crusaders arrive at Samarkand in Central Asia. The city and its ruling princess Shalimar (Ann Blyth) are threatened by Genghis Khan (Marvin Miller) and his hordes. Shalimar hopes to defeat the conqueror by guile, whilst Sir Guy prefers to put up a brave (if ultimately futile) fight. Despite the mutual attraction between Shalimar and Sir Guy, their differing methods threaten any hope either may have of victory.

The Golden Horde is a sort of film that Jon Hall and Maria Montez - Universal contract players of exotic adventure yarns - would star in, but here, David Farrar and the beautiful Ann Blyth who plays a shrewd Queen with a strong plan are in the lead. And they are great in their roles, though George Macready as a shaman in the Tartars' side steals the scene. It's a lively enough slice of escapism with amusing moments, lavish settings, glossy costumes, grand scenery, secret doorways and some decent action. Liked the bit where the arrows were fired through the hole in the slats.