This flick looks like it was shot on video over a weekend in San Juan, possibly in two rooms above a bakery. It's pedestrian stuff, with terrible editing and embarrassing dialogue. Then there's a sexy-looking DVD cover, the last refuge of the desperate distributor. If you have a lousy movie, at least pretend it's hot stuff. This is unforgivable. The sex in this thing is suitable for children under, say, eight years old.
The plot, you should excuse the expression, is pretty flimsy: a slimy industrialist kidnaps the son of a beautiful newscaster (Maricarmen Aviles) so he can gain (I think) exclusive broadcasting rights to the Puerto Rican airwaves for his company.
BIG SPOILER (IF YOU CARE)
Meanwhile, the dashing, blond, pony-tailed attorney-superhero Jimmy Navarro, who had an affair with Aviles 20 years before, magically re-enters her life (they don't look much different than they did 20 years before), and, don't ya know, he helps her find her beloved son (jeez, what a shock; never saw it coming). Naturally, they live happily ever after.
This flick is so predictable that you actually feel sorry for the people who financed it. It's done on the super-cheap indoors, with a couple of throw-in exteriors, including the opening scene with student 'radicals' (about 12 of them; extras cost money) railing against the government.
Navarro represents a Quebec communications company that wants to work with local interests, and the merger will apparently lead to greater independence for the U.S. commonwealth of Puerto Rico. The script goes ridiculously awry: it presents Quebec, a French-speaking province in Canada, as an independent country. There are many Quebecois (a minority) who wish this were true, but it ain't.
Somebody didn't do much homework on this, and somebody didn't do much work on the script either. This is just a warmed-up soap opera, a waste of time and money. The glamorous Aviles doesn't even show off her lovely body -- she's draped in dreary pant suits from beginning to end. If you like super-hunks, though, Navarro is there, ripping his pecs for the camera. Avoid, unless you like unintentional laughs.
The plot, you should excuse the expression, is pretty flimsy: a slimy industrialist kidnaps the son of a beautiful newscaster (Maricarmen Aviles) so he can gain (I think) exclusive broadcasting rights to the Puerto Rican airwaves for his company.
BIG SPOILER (IF YOU CARE)
Meanwhile, the dashing, blond, pony-tailed attorney-superhero Jimmy Navarro, who had an affair with Aviles 20 years before, magically re-enters her life (they don't look much different than they did 20 years before), and, don't ya know, he helps her find her beloved son (jeez, what a shock; never saw it coming). Naturally, they live happily ever after.
This flick is so predictable that you actually feel sorry for the people who financed it. It's done on the super-cheap indoors, with a couple of throw-in exteriors, including the opening scene with student 'radicals' (about 12 of them; extras cost money) railing against the government.
Navarro represents a Quebec communications company that wants to work with local interests, and the merger will apparently lead to greater independence for the U.S. commonwealth of Puerto Rico. The script goes ridiculously awry: it presents Quebec, a French-speaking province in Canada, as an independent country. There are many Quebecois (a minority) who wish this were true, but it ain't.
Somebody didn't do much homework on this, and somebody didn't do much work on the script either. This is just a warmed-up soap opera, a waste of time and money. The glamorous Aviles doesn't even show off her lovely body -- she's draped in dreary pant suits from beginning to end. If you like super-hunks, though, Navarro is there, ripping his pecs for the camera. Avoid, unless you like unintentional laughs.
