As a kid, my father made us watch the 1956 Cecil B. DeMille epic The Ten Commandments every Easter, despite the fact that it is not an Easter movie. He found the film thrilling, as he found all of those big-budget sword-and-sandal epics from the decline of the studio systems, from Ben-Hur to Spartacus to The Greatest Story Ever Told.
Therefore he made us, his kids, suffer through these famously long, punishing movies that, to my childish mind, seemed to be about nothing more than men shouting and sweating in the desert. And quite frankly, as long, boring movies go, you could do worse. Because unlike many of these movies, The Ten Commandments is campy, silly, half-naked fun.
The Ten Commandments, at a whopping 4 hours long, purports to tell the Exodus story: we meet a newborn Moses as he’s being sent off in a basket on the River Nile to avoid being slaughtered during the death of the innocents. Soon enough, he grows into a buff, hot, hairy Charlton Heston, tormented by the sudden realization of his Jewish identity.
Up until the big reveal, he’s been raised as Egyptian royalty and has been groomed to succeed Pharoah Rameses I. But when he’s told by his foster mother that he was born not only Jewish, but some kind of deliverer for the enslaved Hebrew people, he undergoes a spiritual and—more importantly—physical change. He goes from a hot hairy twink to a bearded zaddy basically overnight, and absolutely no one is complaining.
Now I know most of us know Charlton Heston—the (gentile) actor chosen to portray not only Moses but the Jewish hero Ben-Hur in that epic—as an NRA freak who descended into extremely bad politics at the end of his life. But at the height of Heston’s career, he wasn’t just a great action star, he was a hardcore liberal. He marched for Civil Rights and fought for gun control laws, if you can believe it. So what happened? Honestly I have no clue, and I’m sad about it because now I can’t thirst after this insanely fine man the way I want to.
Because the truth is, Charlton Heston was a hot, hot piece back in the day. I’m talking hairy chest, long legs, and a jawbone that could slice you in half. And a stentorian delivery of such absurd lines as “BEHOLD HIS MIGHTY HAND” that makes you horny despite yourself.
In fact, Heston’s hotness was a huge factor in his casting for this role. When Cecil B. DeMille started to adapt his silent epic as a massive cinemascope event in the 1950s, he knew his Moses had to have a certain je ne sais quoi in order to keep asses in seats for 4 hours (plus intermission!) When it came to casting Moses, DeMille tapped Heston—who’d starred in DeMille’s circus drama The Greatest Show on Earth years before—partly for his deep, beautiful voice, and partly because he looked like Michelangelo’s statue of Moses in the church of San Pietro. You know, Michelangelo—that famously straight lover of male beauty.
Not only that, but in Ben-Hur, Heston was playing a queer character without even knowing it. As Gore Vidal famously explained in The Celluloid Closet, he wrote the script imagining a boyhood affair between Ben-Hur and his Roman friend-turned-enemy Masala. His one caveat after writing the script? “Don’t tell Charlton.” And if you look closely, you can see it: Ben-Hur is gay as hell. It’s just not quite as gay as The Ten Commandments somehow.
Hotness was essential to DeMille’s vision of The Ten Commandments. I mean, think about it: why else would anyone follow this dude into the desert? He also knew that this epic had to be a little hornier than the average 4-hour film. It had to have bondage, orgies, and lots of half-naked dudes hanging out together, some of them brandishing whips. Bisexual actor Vincent Price, for instance, takes on the memorable role of “sadistic Egyptian with whip gazing hornily at male slave.”
One is tempted to call The Ten Commandments just a little too horny for its own good—I mean you’d think that a movie about Passover would be just slightly less naked with a few less upskirt shots of the Pharaoh’s army. But hey, I’m not complaining. Really, I’m not. I’ll put up with a whole lot of bad writing, white people in Egyptian wigs (including Anne Baxter really camping it up) and chariot races if there’s the promise of a nice set of abs at the end of it. And oh boy, is that promise present in The Ten Commandments.
When Moses starts to embrace his Jewish identity, he wanders into the desert, in exile from Egypt and the family he’s known his whole life. He ends up in the Midian, where he finds a shepherdess bride in the form of Yvonne DeCarlo, whom gays will recognize as the original singer of “I’m Still Here” from Follies. Yup, that’s her: she’s shoved the dailies in her shoes, strummed ukeleles AND sung the blues, but not before playing Heston’s hubby in this rather thankless role.
Shortly after, Moses finds the burning bush and realizes that he’s been chosen to lead his people out of slavery. And the effect this has is physical: Moses’s beard, once a healthy brown, is now streaked with white. This, apparently, is what happens when you talk to God, because the next time he talks to him (when he’s given the Ten Commandments on Mt. Sinai) he emerges with a completely white beard.
Which, to be sure, is also a hot look. Listen, bearded, clean-shaven, naked, clothed—it’s all hot. I’ll take my 1950s-era Charlton Heston howsoever he comes.
By the end of the movie, when Heston descends from Mt. Sinai with those tablets, I always feel like I’ve run a marathon. It’s really something to make a movie so long and exhausting that it feels like some perverted kind of accomplishment to watch. Not only was I filled in on a (highly Hollywood-ized) version of the events leading up to Pesach, I got a 4-hour eyeful of one of my favorite vintage hunks. I feel like I did my duty as a gay, horny Jew. And, should you feel so disposed, you can, too. Chag Sameach, everyone.
abfab
It’s Linsey Ham’s favorite.
StephenD
Some of the soldiers in The Ten Commandments were so hot ! Even when I was 7 years old I looked at them just a bit too long .
Jimmy T
The scene in Ben Hur where Chjarleton Heston is a bare-chested sweaty oarsman on the Roman ship was one of those scenes that stirred a gay awakening in me, when I was a kid in high school.
Raymond Saint-Pierre
Nope!
I’m more into the Roman tunic torsos Stephen Boyd and Giullio Gemma!!
Heston can keep those cold, dead hands!!
Vermathrax1
Are you kidding? Yul Brynner as Ramses is the doll in this show…strutting around bare chested in brass mini-skirts and gold sandals. When he confronts the oh-so-horny Nefertiti [Ann Baxter} and tells her he will have his way with her and she will like it, you get the idea that she does not know what’s good for her. Baxter in her Edith Head silks upstages Heston every time she heaves her chest and says, “I AM Egypt…” As if that weren’t enough you have Price but even better Edward G. Robinson chewing up the formidable scenery in the role that got him off the blacklist. Still, Brynner standing erect along with his nipples in that battle armor [love the phallic helmet] and the still awesome parting of the Red Sea make this a particular favorite. Best Bible movie ever!!!
rdgallagher
I agree 100%. It’s very rare for a dude wearing gold lamé sandals with a skirt and still be manlier than any other guy on the screen. Why Miss Baxter pines for Moses and not Ramsis is a mystery to me ???
PubisHairus
Yes, Daddy Ramses! Shove that big ankh down my sarcophagus!
Raymond Saint-Pierre
Nope!
I’m more into the Roman tunic torsos Stephen Boyd and Giullio Gemma!!
Heston can keep those cold, dead hands!!
Raymond Saint-Pierre
Agreed!!
Yul Brynner certainly appeared half, often much less clothed in so many films and that simple physical presence based on otherness is very queer perceptually and metaphorically. He’s that extreme cultural other, whether implied or depicted, combined with a cinematic physical presence that creates its tension within that queer liminality of being othered.
JScott
Please, if you weren’t a fan of a tied up John Derek, you just aren’t gay. It made my Easter bearable for decades.
AND, you only have to watch the first hour or so…
Urban Geezer
JScott you beat me to the punch John Derek bearded, sweaty and bare chested is what kept me glued to the screen in Ten Commandments. I also went to every movie he was in hoping for additional shirtlessness. Later he became more famous as a director of his wife Bo Derek’s soft core erotic films. But even as a much older man he held on that sexiness that he exhibited in his earliest films as an actor,