Princess of the Nile

A pretty film with lead actors so beautiful, it almost hurts to look at them. Young Jeffrey Hunter and Debra Paget dazzle in this fun faux- Egyptian adventure/romance. Whether you are straight or gay, male or female, you should appreciate looking at them both.

This would be a great date movie (and I wish I could return to this time for just an evening to have a date to see it during its first run)- -it has adventure, romance, a quick-moving plot, and some comic relief. Dancing girls! Evil henchmen! Scimitar fights! What's not to like?

As another reviewer said, one of the problems with the the movie is the over-reliance on sets; it'd look even better with more outdoor scenes. In this way, it is of its time, and one of the few ways movies have improved is in use of outdoor and international settings.

Recommended. 6.5/10

The 20th Century Fox studio have finally bowed to public demand & released "Princess Of The Nile" on DVD. Nobody can, hand on heart, pretend that it is a great movie but it is a triumph for the innovation of glorious technicolor. Playing the title role Debra Paget, then aged just 20, was just about as beautiful as any young lady can possibly be. Dressed in an array of diaphanous costumes she looks utterly fabulous &, even if she was not that much of an actress, her erotic dancing is as breathtaking as her looks. For the ladies, Fox studio have co-starred the handsomest of their leading young actors Jeffrey Hunter as Prince Haidi. Nobody is going to include POTN in their list of top ten movies but, crikey, I never saw a vision of loveliness the equal of young Debra Paget in this movie. She takes the phrase "eye candy" to a whole new level & I guarantee that anyone who buys it will not be disappointed.

With looks that could kill, and a willingness to display her charms, Paget's sensuality leaves no doubt as to where her assets lay...

She plays a sultry-innocent 13th-century princess who rouses her people to save Egypt from the ambitions of a powerful Beduin (Michael Rennie) and joins her forces with the son of the Caliph of Baghdad (Jeffrey Hunter) to save her trembling throne... She also finds time to fulfill a great deal of exotic dancing... Her luscious legs make her hard to forget!

The emphasis is not on the plot, but on the visual pleasure of a great number of beautiful girls in sensual Technicolored costumes...

Two of the best looking stars in Hollywood, Debra Paget and Jeffrey Hunter burn up the screen in "Princess of the Nile." It's not much of a movie, but if you love looking at God's most gorgeous, feast your eyes on these two! Technicolor never had it so good.

Miss Paget should have had a longer career. She appeared in some landmark films like "The Ten Commandments," "Love Me Tender," "White Feather," "Demetrius and the Gladiators," etc. Her ultra lewd dance in "Princess...Nile" is the most erotic in the history of films! At the same time, Jane Russell was also getting censored for her hip-shaking dance in "The French Line."

This is one of my favorite films for many reasons. To begin, there are standout performances from lovely Debra Paget as a princess/dancing girl, from Michael Rennie as the villain, handsome young Jeffrey Hunter investigating crime in her city/state and others. The film is an unusually colorful adventure, and we even see the princess rehearsing the dance she later performs (for once). She manages to skewer Hunter before she learns he is on her side; also the photography, the costumes by Travilla, Lionel Newman's music and the film's style are unusually fine. Add to this rousing action, intelligent characterization and fine direction by veteran Harmon Jones of a Gerald Drayson Adams' script set in 1249 AD, and you have the ingredients of an enjoyable Grecianized Near-Eastern. But there is much to praise about the unusual and well--developed storyline here, as there is much more to praise other than the film's swift pace, well-managed physical action sequences and superior technical aspects. Classically-trained actors such as Michael Ansara, Edgar Barrier, Wally Cassell, Jack Elam and Dona Drake are not commonly found in one "B" film together; nor are there fascinating sets, a variety of locales and a mystery of the quality that is supplied here. One way of assessing a film is, "If I were guaranteed to live through the experience, would I choose to undergo these events and perform these actions?" Since my answer is a resounding "yes" in this case, this film remains one of my choices as a favorite and very-underrated cinematic work. Could it be that US critics' all-too-frequent disdain for females as warriors and thinkers that as in so many other cases has caused closed minds to misprize this estimable film's obvious anti-tyranny and pro-entertainment qualities?