i didn't get a second-rate children's movie feel from this at all. i think it's remarkably adult--a meditation on death and the nature of escapism. i might be overestimating it but it reminded me a lot of korda's "private lives of" history films and their sensuality and dry humour--but with eye-popping color and wild fantasy sequences, of course.
Colorful but hollow take on the Munchausen legend wastes its sumptuous sets and costumes on a slow-paced, talky script that is surprisingly light on imagination. Hans Albers is a bore as the imaginative Baron, and the whole film has the shallow feel of a second-rate children's film. Lacks the manic energy and visual inventiveness of Terry Gilliam's much later - and far superior - film version.