Lally (Norma Shearer) is happy. However, her world is turned upside down when her father (Lewis Stone) leaves her mother and remarries. She is now completely sour about love. Unexpectedly, however, she later meets Jack (Robert Montgomery) and is smitten with him...only to learn that she is the son of her father's new wife!! Naturally, this sort of plot is practically impossible to believe and the viewer will need to force themselves to just watch it and suspend their sense of disbelief. If you do, you'll find it a very watchable film BUT also a very mushy and old fashioned one as well. The acting and script are a bit over the top...but the ending is pleasant and the film pretty good for 1929. Certainly not one of Shearer's or Montgomery's best but worth seeing if you are a fan.

This early talkie has a running time of only 65 minutes. No surprise, then, that the story is rather thin. The lead character, Lally (Norma Shearer), is a young woman torn between her love for a man and her allegiance to her mother, who clings to her. Although Lally longs to reach out for personal happiness and to marry Jack (Robert Montgomery), she struggles to overcome her mother's indoctrination against marriage, which is based upon the failure of her own union.Editing is choppy in "Their Own Desire" and the photography provides little beauty that might reflect the love between Lally and Jack. Stronger is the insidious, unhealthy devotion of Lally to her mother.The ending feels false and simplistic, with no real resolution of the conflict. Still, Norma Shearer acquits herself well, showing a range of emotions.

Clunky, episodic early talkie is a good example of the rough edges that film went through in the transition from silence to sound. Most of the performers were silent stars and are obviously still adjusting their performing style to the different requirement of the microphone. Norma, who was inexplicably nominated for an Oscar for this overly emphatic performance, is best in her speechless moments. Robert Montgomery, one of the few actors not moving from silence to sound but still new to films is awkward and fond of practically being on top of the other person in his scenes. To be fair this might have been a requirement of the new technology, and it is better than talking into a flower pot, but he seems more reliant on it than the other actors. He would improve vastly within a short period of time but here comes across as a callow youth. The great silent star Belle Bennett, rather preposterously cast as Norma's mother since they were only eleven years apart in age, is effective though some of her gestures also hark back to a more silent form of pantomime. The movie overall works best in those passages where dialog isn't required. There is a lovely dancing scene that flows far more smoothly than any other in the film. In another sign of one era giving way to another many of the scenes are introduced via title cards and rather than an easy flow to the film it has a choppy episodic feel.

I rate this movie highly not because it's all that great but because it's a fascinating piece of movie history. There are no seamless edits - the end of one take often doesn't match up with the beginning of the next. Scriptwise, more is implied than said. In one conversation, Norma Shearer is clearly about to say the word "mistress", but bites her lip and spits out the name of her father's paramour instead. Yet fifteen minutes later she's standing in a slip while brushing her hair, and her nipples are clearly outlined through the fabric. Shocking, I tell you! My favorite scene was the dance sequence, which features a wonderful, haunting piece of music called "Blue Is The Night" by Fred Fisher.Overall this movie was interesting as an exercise in contrast and comparison with modern films. There are better films from that era - there were probably better films made that week - but I didn't mind spending 65 minutes with these people. I was duly entertained.