As a loyal fan of Sandra Bullock, this abysmal [and certainly to a degree, in my personal opinion, offensive film] begs two questions: So what went wrong Sandra? How did you come to be involved in such an appalling, spurious project? I guess one of the first clues is that for a 'major feature' film this runs for only 75 minutes in its entirety, hardly sufficient or adequate running time to do justice to the enormity of this subject [although, it must be said this has, actually, been more than adequately and admirably accomplished by another artist. Please see later in this review.] Admittedly, I do not have a clue what the budget for this disaster of a movie must have been but would be surprised if it exceeded $500.00! Sitting down to watch a film I expected, not unreasonably surely, for it to be one of a high calibre, providing quality entertainment and to a certain extent, to prove educational but in the event, one which proved to be a complete, utter and thorough disappointment and a film that I can, sadly, only describe as an abomination and affront to the major ecological crisis it is, purportedly, supposed to support and promote; the rapid decline and annihilation of the Amazon Rain Forest, through pure undiluted corporate greed. It fails, outrageously, ignominiously and atrociously on all counts.
Having genuine concern for the Indigenous People of this region, among others of this precious planet Earth [and being an active supporter of 'Survival International'] I was appalled and aggrieved that these courageous and dignified people were portrayed in such a derogatory way. The background "research" on their Traditional Customs, physical accoutrements, body paint, attire, ceremonies and lifestyle was, apparently, non-existent. From what I could ascertain there were no actual people from this region to represent, portray themselves or their issues and the enormous, overwhelming challenges confronting them consistently on a daily basis. It is a film that portrays and conveys the message '. . . Oh, these poor, lowly, "backward" and "primitive" people can't fend for themselves, neither do they have the intelligence to look after their own interests or secure lands for their future. . . .' this can [of course] only be accomplished by the [absolute, necessary and implicit intervention] of the 'Heap Big "Superior" White Medicine Woman' who will, ultimately and meekly, sacrifice herself, spilling her overtly fluorescent orange blood for the cause. Sorry, folks, it is not normally my style to disclose the outcome of a movie but this point has to be made.
Speaking of which the make-up was unbelievably and shockingly amateurish, I have never seen such a quantity and volume of fluorescent orange "blood" spilled in any one movie and would hope to never see again! It was, quite literally, laughable! As for the, shall I say, "passionate" love-making scene between the "hero" and "heroine", I am open minded, broadminded and certainly no prude but this scene was just indescribably bad with its over-the-top exaggerated body movements between the lovers who to all intents and purposes, for some inexplicable reason, appeared to have a desire to make themselves appear leopard-like, in their physical exertions. MMMMMmmmm, yes well, I think the least said the better. . . .titter, snigger.
In the, potentially, unlikelihood you can actually endure this film in its laborious entirety [I sat there thinking it has to get better, it has to get better, it HAS to get better and all it did was to go rapidly downhill at an accelerated pace] it is absolutely nothing but wholesale drivel on a subject that is of critical importance and one that deserves a far higher degree of respect than afforded by this travesty. If I was to pass comment on the appalling script; script? Did I write script? If it had not been for the 'F-word' for one of the characters the "script" would have been virtually and all but non-existent, its excessive use was odious and I am someone who is comfortable watching Steven Seagal films!
It almost seems sacrilege to even mention it in the same review but by way of a comparison Michael Jackson's quite exceptional, keenly and competently executed, superb, excellent and highly commendable 'Earth Song' was more worthy in its attempt to create awareness into these, justifiable, critical concerns and issues, in its mere 7 minutes 29 seconds than this entire, sad and sorry failure of an attempt can accomplish or ever hope to achieve in its overall duration of 75-minutes.
In my personal opinion there is, regrettably, even with the presence of the lovely Sandra Bullock, absolutely no saving grace for this abomination of a movie and in all honesty, albeit for me to adversely influence an individual's own preference and choice but would not recommend, perhaps even, discourage any hard-earned money being invested into purchasing this abysmal, atrocious, disparaging, ignominious DVD that really should disappear into the obscurity and oblivion it so well deserves and justifies. Any such moneys would be far better being donated to Survival International which is a highly commendable organisation committed to securing the welfare of these Indigenous People by co-operating and working with them and not by imposing Western attitudes upon them. They are committed to opposing the overt avarice of the corporations who are slaughtering the Amazon Rain Forest at such an alarming, horrendous, abhorrent and accelerated rate.
I leave the final word to John Trudell [Activist, Artist, Actor, Poet & Song-writer, Santee Dakota (Sioux) American Indian Nation] - In the great need, there is no more enough. Everywhere chasing the chase, holding and taking play rough.