Fighting and killing.

Rating: 8/10 (23 December 2019)

Fighting and killing. Ugh.
Lose a point for no women in main cast or supporting cast. No women with major or minor speaking parts. Nurses near the end don't count. They were being shepherded out of a truck, and had no dialogue.
Lose a point for violence. No song and dance movie here, which as you know is my favorite film genre.
I was just watching this movie because people talk about it, specifically men - never have I heard a woman ever mention this film.
O'Toole wasn't hard to look at, nor was Sharif - both in their younger primes. Sharif would go on to star in Dr. Zhivago.
Guinness was excellent. Quinn was comical. The teenage boys were adorable, although having bad outcomes.
You knew that O'Toole's character wasn't going to meet his end on the desert battlefield, because the story was told in flashback from the time that Lawrence crashed the motorcycle in 1935, which really happened. Such a pretty face wasn't going to be done in by the bandits or other bad guys.
No women. No romances or love triangles.
Camels beautiful and wonderful. Some of their accoutrements were excellently designed. Camels were being deprived of enough water, I thought. This was terrible.
Costuming beautiful and wonderful. Desert clothing flowing and excellent, especially on O'Toole. Guiness' princely/kingly clothing design I thought was very regal and handsome.
Musical themes were excellent. Main melody was very nice and not obnoxiously repetitive.
Supposed to be a pretty much historically accurate film.
Wogs was a put-down epithet, which is a racist term that might not be used today. O'Toole's disguise was so good at one point that he was called a wog himself.
Get that boy a bath and clean clothes (O'Toole). Oh, how filthy.
8 / 10