I can't believe nobody has commented on how completely adorable Giorgia Moll is. I too first saw this film at age five or six, and had always thought it was called The Blue Rose. When I learned the real title, I found it on a classic movie channel. Once again I was enchanted, but now it's more by the lovely princess Amina than any other merits the film has. The atmosphere usually works, the story is OK, but the acting is often on the hokey side, except for Giorgia herself, who comes across as real every time. The main reason I watch it now is to see a lady that must have been planted in my subconscious mind at a very early age as the ideal of feminine beauty.
Review of The Thief of Baghdad
