I see that Hal Erickson of Bovi calls the action scenes in this deliciously bad movie excellent. Well, the 2 minutes of action I saw were pretty good, but the rest of "Desert Sands" is like a film of a badly acted, badly staged community theatre production. How could Ralph Meeker be so good in "Kiss Me Deadly" and "The Dirty Dozen" and be so eye-tiwitchingly terrible in this one? But he had lots of company. I didn't recognize any of the other male leads--with good reason--and the female lead, Marla English, was to this very experienced male filmgoer's eye a limp imitation of Yvonne DeCarlo. Poor John Carradine's best scene was his great death scene-- a knife thrown into his back.