MissSimonetta John Gilbert's final silent film is actually my favorite of his work. Here he plays a guy that, while not a rogue, isn't always noble or even likable. Initially held hostage by a diamond thief duo in the middle of the desert, the trio gets in over their heads and eventually worry more about surviving than who gets the precious stones. There's a kind of noir vibe to the proceedings-- not necessarily in the movie's overall aesthetic or character types, but in just how nasty and cynical it gets about human nature. Of course, the ending rubs that cynicism out with its conventional "he gets the girl and she goes straight" thing, but Desert Nights still remains a taut thriller, suffused with a tense atmosphere and a palpable erotic charge.

mark.waltz Quick and easy to get through, this hour long silent adventure starring John Gilbert has to be seen to be believed. It's a story of the foreign manager of a diamond mine in Africa who finds himself conned and kidnapped by two jewel thieves. Ernest Torrance and his daughter (Mary Nolan) get their hands on recovered jewels and take Gilbert along with them as an insurance package. Keeping him out in the hot desert sun they believe might drain him of the desire to rebel, but he's clever and uses earlier flirtations with Nolan to break her down. It's a fun jaunt to watch him get the better of the two, particularly the nasty Torrance. There's not much to the story, corny and overloaded with clichés, a suave performance by Gilbert, and a few surprises along the way. What's fun is watching how Torrance comes to depend on Gilbert for his survival, having earlier tried to get Nolan to prevent Gilbert from getting water. Later on when they find a sudden desert oasis filled with clear water and waterfalls, the joy on Torrance's face explodes as he splashes around after seemingly days without water or a bath of any kind, and this increases the romantic entanglement between Gilbert and Nolan. Torrance goes from an extremely nasty villain to a childlike joy literally within seconds, and that makes his performance a standout. Nolan has several moments where she's romantic, then ruthless, and all of a sudden, like a star struck young girl finding love where she didn't expect it. Gilbert is more of a reactor, but several scenes show a glint in his eyes as his plans for his own survival come together. Technically, it's excellent, but overly silly and unbelievable, although the ending is one of those that gives you a sudden gasp of shock and humongous laughter to follow.

joan_freyer I just got this DVD and watched it with mixed feelings anticipating to see a declining star. I was surprised to find (despite the obviously missing reel) a star at his top in a gritty action drama.Jack Gilbert is very good as the kidnapped manager of a diamond mine as he schemes and bluffs his way from being tied up and about to be killed to capturing his capturers. His Rand is a gritty, ruthless equal to a murderer and a dubious moll.A key scene is when he is tied up and being threatened by the murderer. Gilbert laughs as he is threatened. What is interesting is his laugh. It is not an Errol Flynn laugh. Nor is it hysterical. Rather it is edged with black and nervy tension and is surprisingly scary. Gilbert's Rand is not a nice guy. He plays their game with equal viciousness and deceit.Another scene occurs early on when the 'Lady Diana' mockingly aims a rifle at Rand. For a second his eyes go gritty. No proper English woman would or should aim even an unloaded rifle at someone. How does Gilbert do it? A split second look as his Rand registers that there is more to this pair than appearances say? The film is gritty and clearly entering Pre-Code in it's sweat, torn clothes, undone blouses, semi nudity, and ungallant threats by all three players toward each other. Everyone threatens everyone and the sexual tension between all three is very Pre-Code risqué. Rand kisses the moll in one scene ---by force and unwanted -- and teases her lover by entering her tent in the night in another scene --- and closing the tent flap! The title cards are gritty and it is interesting to speculate if Gilbert's wish for this to be his first talkie had happened. Would this have launched him into sound better? It is more modern and gritty and just might have saved him. As it was, it is an interesting and teasing addition to the mystery of John Gilbert and why he fell from superstar to failure in only six years.J E F Rose

FerdinandVonGalitzien Herr Hugh Rand is the manager of an important African diamond mine and is waiting for a visit, more precisely, from Lord Stonehill and his daughter Diana; since he hasn't seen a white woman for years in such a desolate place, Herr Rand thinks that Herr Lord Stonehill's daughter won't be a beauty but an old maid, bow-legged and cross-eyed; but he is wrong, because she turns out to be a gorgeous lady and shocked by this unexpected surprise, Herr Rand tries to seduce her; but, as always happens with people in love, Herr Rand's love idiocy prevents him from seeing that this beauty is also a crook and the partner of her supposed father, another crook, natürlich!, who pretty soon kidnaps Herr Rand after robbing a tray of diamonds."Desert Nights" is an anodyne film production, directed by the anodyne Herr William Nigh, that uses many clichés of the adventure film ( Herr Nigh likes especially exotic film productions ); besides the film had a poor story. The film has little interest and the most remarkable aspect of this oeuvre is that it starred the important silent actor Herr John Gilbert in what was his last silent film and the beginning of his unsuccessful talkie career, decadence with a tragic ending.So, it is not strange that this German count hasn't enjoyed this film, because the Calahari desert is not Monte Carlo; not to mention that this Teutonic aristocrat prefers racehorses instead of those vultures and hyenas that can be seen in the film ( besides, these last ones have been part of the family for centuries... ), and doesn't understand the main characters of the film yearning for water when they are lost in the desert, instead of simply asking for a cocktail; not to mention the sweaty rags they wear in such a hot place instead of an impeccable and elegant Prussian uniform... In spite of all, there is something in common between those crooks and German aristocrats, their interest in diamonds; don't forget too that Herr Gilbert was an attractive seducer, the same as this German count…And now, if you'll allow me, I must temporarily take my leave because this German Count must enjoy a dessert.Herr Graf Ferdinand Von Galitzien http://ferdinandvongalitzien.blogspot.com/