Directed By: David Butler
Starring: Bing Crosby, Bob Hope, Dorothy Lamour
Tag line: "You'll Shriek At These Shieks!"
Trivia: Operation Torch, the US invasion of Morocco during the Second World War to liberate it from the pro-Nazi forces of Vichy France, began 48 hours before its first release
Road to Morocco was the 3rd in the series of Road movies that starred Bob Hope, Bing Crosby and Dorothy Lamour, and is easily the most popular of the bunch. From start to finish, the film is chock full of hilarious moments, and despite its Moroccan setting (recreated, naturally, on a sound stage), the focus is never once taken off the humor. In fact, the most appealing aspect of Road to Morocco is that not one single, solitary scene is ever taken seriously at all.
As the movie begins, good pals Jeff Peters (Crosby) and Orville ‘Turkey’ Jackson (Hope) are drifting across the Mediterranean on a raft, stranded at sea after the boat they stowed away on exploded. Once the two make it to dry land, they hop the nearest camel and head off in the direction of Morocco. When they arrive at their destination, Jeff, in a fit of hunger, sells Turkey to a slave broker in exchange for food money. But it’s actually not as bad as it sounds, because Turkey winds up working in the royal palace as a slave to the beautiful Princess Shalmar (Lamour), who's asked Turkey to marry her. Turkey’s happiness is short-lived, however, because he learns a foul-tempered desert chief named Mullay Kassim (Anthony Quinn) also intends to marry the Princess, and as Turkey quickly discovers, Kassim isn’t accustomed to coming in second to anyone.
While all this may have the makings of an impressive story, it isn’t that important to the final film. Road to Morocco is concentrated zaniness, sustained with fervor and excitement throughout its entirety, never once held in check by conventional storytelling. There are dozens of great one-liners, like when Turkey is chastising Jeff for having sold him to the slave trader. “You don’t own me!” shouts Turkey. “I know I don’t”, Jeff replies, motioning to the trader, “he does”. Ultimately, Road to Morocco doesn’t even take its own illusion seriously, and lets us in on the biggest joke of all: that it's only a movie. We get a hint of what’s to come during the film’s opening song, with Hope and Crosby belting out the following lyrics:
Facing villains we may meet
we haven’t any fear
Paramount will protect us
‘cause we’re signed for five more years.
I believe it was Charlie Chaplin who once said, “All I need to make a comedy is a park, a policeman and a pretty girl”. Thanks to the classic give and take of Hope and Crosby, Road to Morocco didn’t even need that much.
Hell...they didn’t even need Morocco!