Why don't some people like the 10 Commandments?

Cecil B. DeMille—never one to settle for a good ripping yarn—tarted up this good ripping yarn with every device, technique, and name-brand face he could get his hands on. If he had lived long enough, he would have inserted the Super Bowl into the Academy Award ceremonies to give them a little pizzazz. This movie has more pizzazz in its eye make-up than most movies have on premiere night.

The subtle menace of Vincent Price and John Carradine would have been better deployed in horror or suspense movies.

It should have been an opera.

Is anyone up to have a little conversation?

The movie is based upon a pastiche of several books that attempted to add believable, relatable, intimate human drama to a famous legend, resulting in a movie that is epic in its perverse improbability—which is the only thing that keeps it from being epic on the merits of its perverse contrivances.

There are several reasons.

Q: Why don't some people like the 10 Commandments?

What do you think of the 2 female 18 and 19 year-old German tourists, detained in Honolulu, strip-searched, put in green jumpsuits, placed in a holding cell and the next day deported, for the terrible crime of not pre-booking a hotel for their trip?

Yvonne De Carlo failed to project the gravitas that would serve her so well on The Munsters.

Charlton Heston was just marking time until he reached his peak in Planet of the Apes and Soylent Green.