The Diamond

Using the non-de-plume of Jonathan Rix, his grandfather's name, Dennis O'Keefe hied himself over to England and sold this story (with screenplay by John C. Higgins) and ended up as the star and (credited) director of this film that was merely a slight---primarily geography and accents---remake of at least a half-dozen American B-westerns with the plot gimmick revolving around a heroine's scientist father being kidnapped and forced to counterfeit something---diamonds, in this instance---for a gang of crooks. One of the readily available horses-and-sagebrush versions is 1941's "Dude Cowboy" from RKO with Tim Holt, Marjorie Reynolds and Byron Foulger essaying the roles taken here by O'Keefe, Margaret Sheridan and Paul Harmuth. Give "Dude" the edge over "Diamond" on the strength of Ray Whitley's songs.

Likable actor Dennis O'Keefe made a couple of films in England in the '50s. "The Diamond Wizard" from 1954 is his baby all the way - he wrote the original story using a pseudonym (Jonathan Rix), he directed it, and he starred in it.

O'Keefe plays Joe Dennison, a Treasury Dept. investigator in England trying to find a gang who stole a million dollars from a treasury vault and also killed his partner. One of the criminals apparently is in England to buy fake diamonds, though they realize he must be coming by ship because he as of yet isn't in England.

The Scotland Yard inspector, McClaren, is working with Dennison on the case while also searching for Dr. Eric Miller, an atomic scientist who has disappeared. His daughter, who came to England to join her father, has a broach with phony diamonds, made by her father. So is he somehow involved with the thieves? This isn't a very interesting film until the end, where the location is an incredible castle. The whole end moves at a great pace, is suspenseful and atmospheric. I wish the whole movie had been that way. It's odd in the way it starts out as somewhat light, with both men competing for the missing man daughter's affections, and then has this big ending. Both lead actors, O'Keefe and Philip Friend (the inspector) are very charming.

The story is derivative, but I love the idea of the phony diamonds -- there are so many of these today, and they even mention Moissan, whose product, Moissanite is available (and expensive) today.

An American Treasury agent (Dennis O'Keefe) teams up with a Scotland Yard inspector (Philip Friend) to track down a group of thieves that are creating artificial diamonds out of sugar.

This film seems to be a bit of a mystery. The BFI considers it lost, despite prints being readily available -- even on YouTube and Netflix. And then the director is a bit of a debate. Whether the print is the American or English one, the director name is switched. The film itself does not seem to be different in different prints.

The plot is pretty good, and the idea of synthetic diamonds is interesting. One has to wonder... could synthetic diamonds be made so well that there would be no real chemical difference?

One of those chatty Brit crime films with American guest stars that's the cinema version of a comfortable sweater, a good a way as any to spend 84 minutes watching TV. The two best reasons to watch it: the end with a fight by a giant, futuristic looking electrical furnace belching flames and Margaret Sheridan doing justice to a tight sweater, speaking of sweaters. There's also a British policewoman who's very arresting.

This has something of the "Rumpelstiltskin" to it, only it's not straw into gold, it's sugar into diamonds! "Dennison" (Dennis O'Keefe) is on the trail of some thieves who stole a fortune in US treasury bonds and are heading to London to do a deal with the gem fakers. His arrival sees him allied with "Insp. McClaren" (Philip Friend). This policeman is also working on a more sensitive case involving a nuclear scientist - and it just so happens that his daughter "Marline" (Margaret Sheridan) is wearing a brooch with one of the Wonka-jewels in it. As we discover who made it, the threads of the story start to come together - but who is pulling whose strings? It's a bit long and takes a while to get started, but once the wheels are in motion it's not a bad little thriller with some magical science (courtesy of Paul Hardtmuth) and a bit of menace from the usually reliable Francis de Wolff. It's all production line stuff with themes based on already well used, adequate acting and predictable plot-lines , but it is watchable enough.