Desert Rot

The pace is familiar. Play Dirty plods across the screen like a camel in a sandstorm. In that desert in 1942, a smartinet officer (Michael Caine) is assigned to blow up an oil depot of Rommel's desert rats. But the officer has rodents of his own--junkies, homosexuals, thieves, who compose his squadron. Only proper, announces his commandant, since "war is a criminal enterprise." So is Play Dirty, which leaves no oases of taste or drama along its route. There is also no room for Caine, a skilled actor, to display his talents in a war picture that could give hell a bad name.

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