The Camels Are Coming

I am not that familiar with the work of Jack Hurlbert. Apart from his Bulldog Drummond film and one other, these are all I've seen of this British actor's work up until "The Camels Are Coming"...so I am not a great judge of him and his work. I get the impression he was beloved in his homeland and few Americans ever saw his movies.

This movie is set in Egypt during the British occupation. Jack (Jack Hurlbert) is in the Camel Corps, a group of flyers who patrol the county and ensure the peace. However, there are some evil drug smugglers who the Corps has been unable to find any information on a group of drug smugglers who apparently are running a big and dangerous operation. So, Jack goes undercover to investigate....and pretty much makes a boob of himself through most of the story. Oddly, towards the end, he goes from total boob to an action hero...something I certainly didn't expect!

In some ways, this film reminds me of an early Bob Hope comedy or Arthur Askey film, though Hurlbert plays an even dopier character! Additionally, he sings and uses countless disguises (including a dark-face one which is sure to annoy some today). I know a lot of the reviewers really liked it...but to me it felt a bit second-rate because Hulbert's character was a bit too stupid and the humor didn't always work for me. Often, the laughs just fell flat. Now it is VERY possible this difference in reviews might be because of where we are from or our ages. Perhaps those who like the film grew up on Hurlbert's films and there is this nostalgic connection...and this is quite reasonable.

Its all about searching for smugglers in Egypt. Jack Hulbert's comedy doesn't date too well, but this is a happy film that has some interesting old planes and aerial views of the pyramids. Jack singing 'everythings coming my way' is also fun.

I wasn't expecting to enjoy this film but me and the missus loved it. Totally absurd and wildly unbelievable, it produced some of the funniest scenes ever. Don't expect anything but bizaar enjoyment.

One of the best of Hulbert's pictures, and certainly the most extravagantly produced, this is 80 minutes of fun all the way. It's also a must for all Egyptologists and airplane buffs. Our only complaint: only two songs, but both of them beauties. A rousing march song: "Sons of the sand/We're brave and bold to a man/We rob and kill where we can/Along the trail of the caravan." And a wonderfully amusing song-and-dance in which Hulbert does some of the craziest jigs imaginable.

Whether double-taking his way out of embarrassing confrontations with Peter Gawthorne (the scene in which he distracts the colonel in order to recover the goatskin bag from a locked valise is a classic), or imperiling the heroine, unintentionally outwitting the villain, or simply spoofing Beau Geste, Hulbert is priceless. His unabashed cheekiness, his bravado (both real and mock), his romantic daring, endear him to every picturegoer who feels that the days of the meek, put-upon, Fate-tossed comedian are numbered. Hulbert makes his own fate. True, his stupidity is a hindrance to his ambitions, but at best he seems only half aware of any mental shortcomings. Certainly he doesn't let his shortage of brains stop him in his unwavering pursuit of both career and romantic success. And he can dance and sing too. Anna Lee makes an appealing, perkily resourceful heroine, Peter Gawthorne is his usual delightfully irascible authority figure, whilst Hartley Power does the honors as the welcoming heavy.

The locations are brilliantly utilized as backgrounds to the comedy. They include a wild car chase from the Great Pyramid to Cairo, a hectic lunch in the exotic gardens of Shepheard's Hotel, and a climactic chase and attack in the desert in which Hulbert, Lee and their dummies hold off the marauders from an abandoned fort.

Briskly directed and beautifully photographed, The Camels Are Coming is a model of movie craftsmanship. Odd that it was never released in the United States because just about all its main technicians were offered Hollywood contracts including director Tim Whelan (who had actually worked with Harold Lloyd), photographer Glen MacWilliams (who went to 20th Century-Fox), editor Fred Smith (who was signed to a 20-year contract with MGM), producer Robert Stevenson and writer Guy Bolton.

I watched this British Comedy again yesterday,and it is 72 minutes of very pleasant viewing.

Our intrepid hero(Jack Hulbert),an RAF pilot,is seconded to the Egyptian Air Force and given the task of rooting out a gang of desert Riff drug smugglers.

He launches into his mission with great enthusiasm,proving to be both a hindrance and a help,much to the consternation of his commanding officer!

Pretty,bubbly Anna Lee is on hand to assist our Jack,and appears to enjoy every minute of the proceedings!

Jack's barmy but entertaining song and dance routine to Noel Gay's "WHO'SE BEEN POLISHING THE SUN",complete with appreciative equine audience,plus some good location photography help make this a fun film.