Saladin

After enduring years of Anthony Quinn playing Arabs, the Egyptian film industry finally wreaks its dreadful revenge. With a nomadic cast of zillions, Saladin sets out to boil your brains with three hours of unrelieved apology for hanging on to Jerusalem. Caught up in endless exposition, Richard I is no Coeur de Lion but, like all the Europeans, a red-wigged mongoloid given to lines like 'We can take Acre by lunchtime.' Saladin smoulders. Any visual magnificence (massed gatherings in the desert) is blown by tacky action sequences. CPea.