Most critics find The Ten Commandments the Hollywood epic working at full stretch, and eight of the twelve reviews recommend it. The praise lands almost entirely on the spectacle: the thousands of extras, the sets, the parting of the Red Sea, the exodus and the tenth plague are singled out again and again. DeMille’s confidence in his own showmanship is admired even by those who find the material coarse, and Charlton Heston’s Moses is thought properly heroic.
The reservations are just as consistent. The dialogue is called inane, the acting shallow, and the near four-hour running time wearying; several reviews enjoy it as camp rather than scripture. Anne Baxter divides opinion, praised by Slant Magazine for carrying the film and faulted by Variety for histrionics. The spread is wide, running from two near-perfect notices to one outright dismissal, with The Guardian reading it chiefly as Cold War propaganda and marking it down for its politics.
