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Starts out pretty good, with a good storyline, but what a sudden, cut-off, abrupt crap ending. Star Dean Martin is mister rich american, who flies to It-lee to buy a hotel. He meets a young lady, then meets her sisters, and now he can't decide who he really loves more. The sisters are all played by AnnaMaria Alberghetti, Eva Bartok, Lisa Montell, and Lisa Gaye. There is something strange about Eva Bartok when she smiles, or attempts to smile... it looks like her tongue is trying to hold in false teeth or something; the smile always comes out crooked, or she starts to smile and immediately stops. Very distracting. Walter Slezak is the Dad, and he doesn't approve of anyone marrying the youngest daughter before the older ones are married.. (they are all beautiful.. .why AREN'T they married??) Paul Henreid is completely wasted in a little nothing role. He was so great in Casablanca and Now Voyager just a couple years back. Martin keeps singing.. was that HIS idea, or the director's? should have cut out a few of his numbers and spent more time on the script; the end of the story feels like they left a scene on the cutting room floor or something. It's already 114 minutes, but i think they cut the wrong scenes. Skip it.

This was Dean Martin's first solo movie after his split with Jerry Lewis and a pretty dire one it is too. He plays "Hunter" a millionaire hotelier who flies to Rome to oversee the latest addition to his empire-a traditional old Roman hotel acquired from its aristocratic patron.While there he becomes engaged to the youngest of the four daughters of a musician (played winningly by Walter Slezak in the best performance in the movie).He refuses permission for the marriage until the other (elder)daughters are wed .So ,Martin sets out to locate husbands for them .Further complicating matters is the growing affection between his bride to be and his pilot ,as played by Dewey Martin. It helps if you are writing a comedy to include some funny lines or scenes but -some 48 hours after watching the picture not one line or scene stays in my mind as even mildly amusing .Nor are the regular musical interludes in which Martin breaks into song memorable in any way . Martin is woeful -in a role calling for charm he merely appears smug and self satisfied .Thankfully he was to get better at light comedy but this performance is a total misfire . Some nice travelogue shots of Rome compensate but for the most part this is trite and derisory.

This was, of course, the first Dean Martin film in which he

appeared without his entertainment partner Jerry Lewis.

Thirty years ago, someone had told me that this was an

excellent movie, and that Dean Martin's films had declined from

this start.

I finally got a chance to see the film, and I do think that it was an

excellent qualified debut! I rate it 10 out of a possible 10.

The songs and the singing were exquisite. The plot was a

little confusing with set of the Italian sisters, but typical M-G-M

original screenplay quality.

I cannot understand, though, why none of this was put into any

of the M-G-M compilation That's Entertainment films! I think that

Dean Martin's presence would have been an enhancement to the

other great stars. Even the hilarious interpretation (not by Mr.

Martin) of Bill Haley's Rock around the Clock would have been a

good source of material.

See this film whenever you get the chance!

As a Dean Martin fan, I can forgive his lack of characteristic charm and charisma in this movie. The plot is really the movie's worst failure because the locale and other production values are good. All the movie really needed was a completely different script. In spite of all that, it's still fun to watch.

Poor Dino. First time out solo, he slipped a preposterous script, tuneless songs and a supporting cast with far more talent that notariety. Who's going to believe a worldly 30-something millionaire would fall for an immature little nobody their first night together? Had they mad Dean Martin the pilot and Dewey Martin the copilot, and made the story a case of mistaken identity (with a walk-on Cary Grant or Gregory Peck as the "real" Ray Hunter), the producers of "Ten Thousand Bedrooms" might have made something out of this bit of froth. Dino got the blame, but the real fault lies with the script, complete lack of fresh, memorable music (Dean sings the SAME love song to two different women) and listless direction from hack director Richard ("Closeup? What's a closeup?") Thorpe. Dean and Walter Slezak are really about the only entertaining elements of the movie, besides beautiful Italian scenery.

I give "Ten Thousand Bedrooms" a "5".