I do not mind the lengthy scenes of wildlife; nor the lengthy scenes of natives drudgingly digging for bits and pieces of diamonds in the muddy rivers. This movie had potential for something riveting; but it is acceptable as something you can just sit back and relax while being entertained. I will continue watching this every year because it is an adventure: filmed in Venezuela, lurking with danger, and casted with people that I like, especially the ominous William Smith (Caribe). What comes Caribe's way is a woman using a grant to take photos of wild animals; accompanied by her Brother; and they hire a guide to help them with the quest. At the end of their first day on the road toward the wilderness, they stop at a ragtag outdoor bar, where they meet Caribe; and all become acquainted. Caribe gets absorbed into the agenda, but after a couple days of traveling, he is primed for displaying his dangerous behavior. With this movie: you don't have to try to fixate yourself on an abundance of action scenes (like in modern Hollywood movies): the unusual motorcycle race between the hired guide and Caribe is the fast paced highlight, which is fair enough. But the significance of the story is the conflict between the female and Caribe, which leads to a particular intensity.
