Poor early talkie. Ronald Colman is fine as a gentleman bank robber, Estelle Taylor (as a vamp) outshines Fay Wray (as a good girl), but what really makes this film insufferable are the supporting characters, the crooks: they are all boring and overacted. I did not care for a minute whether they would get the loot or not, which is a problem, because that's the plot of the movie. The African desert looks more like studio backdrop. *1/2 out of 4.

Setting aside all the implausible elements in the story, it's a pretty good, briskly told yarn, made exciting by the way the plot actually becomes more complicated as the film careens wildly to its conclusion. So it's easy to watch, first of all, this garden of unholy criminals in the middle of nowhere working through their mutually broken honor among thieves. Pre-code, you'll find only the hint of a bosom flashing from a very minor female character. Otherwise the sexual innuendos are largely verbal. Like another reviewer, I too appreciated the hotel-in-the-desert ambiance and its effervescent symbolism. And the strangely obsequious Arab natives flitting about never intrude upon the Westerners. Meanwhile Ronald Colman and ever-pleasantly baby-fatty Fay Wray may not be the last word in chemistry, but they do get the job done nicely.

"The Unholy Garden" is a decent enough time-passer, but it is improved a bit because it stars the always suave and always entertaining Ronald Colman. It begins with an oasis of sin in the desert. In this far off place, various criminals from across the globe hang out here to avoid the police. But, because it's so far in the middle of nowhere, the local authorities leave the place to itself. This is where Colman and his group of 'friends' live. The group learns that a crazy old blind Frenchman is hiding out there and he's reportedly embezzled millions--millions this group of riffraff want to take. To do so, Colman pretends to be a friend to the old guy and his sexy daughter (Fay Wray). The problem is that Colman slowly starts to fall in love. What's he to do--his associates will kill him if he doesn't follow through with it but he can't bring himself to destroy Wray in the process.All in all, a decent romantic crime film--mostly because Colman was so cool and likable. It's not a film that will change your life and there were a few problems (such as the fact that Wray and her father bore no French accents), but it's very enjoyable escapism.

The suave criminal Barrington Hunt heads for a hideout in the Sahara Desert. In the crumbling old moorish palace he meets a gang of desperados and the divine Camille. A plan intended to relieve Camille of her hidden loot misfires when Hunt begins to fall for her ....Ronald Coleman plays his stock role of gentleman thief, and Fay Wray is Camille. Wray was a busy star at the time, averaging seven features per year between 1927 and 1934, though of course her name will always be associated with "King Kong", made two years after this crime thriller. "Don't worry - I'm rather good at this," says Coleman as he takes the wheel of Elize's sporty open-top car. He might have been talking about his handsome roue performance. In a long crescendo, the film builds towards the climax of the kiss in the ruined mosque. Coleman is very effective as the cad who is ennobled by love, and his look of regret as Camille leaves is harrowing. If Wray is guilty of an overly declamatory acting style, it can be conceded that this was the vogue of the time. Estelle Taylor as the sexy Elize has a voice that grates, but her performance grows on the viewer as the film progresses.George Barnes' photography is beautiful, with Coleman backlit at crucial moments, almost like a saint with his halo. The set of the 'palais royal' is superb, deliciously seedy and rambling. There are nice glimpses of desert dunes, and the moorish architecture has an authentic look."The place is crawling with lizards," we learn, and this could just as well describe the human inhabitants of the palais royal. Fortunately for Camille, Hunt is cunning enough to outwit the pack of villains who haunt this remote lair. Hunt is able to turn his wasted life into something good and useful in a heroic gesture of self-denial.Criticisms are limited to minor implausibilities. In such a forsaken spot, would the men all be clean-shaven every day? And would de Jonghe dress formally for Christmas Dinner? Would a disgraced German wear a military uniform out here?Verdict - Stylish adventure, with Coleman at his most urbane