This movie was so incoherent and factually fragmented that I almost don’t know where to begin. First, it is set in the Pacific where Pacific Islanders are being forced into slavery by “Blackbirders” (yes…that is the term they really use in the movie). The costuming of the Islanders looks like something out of Abbot and Costello’s movie “Pardon My Sarong”. Tommy Lee Jones is the captain of a ship doing trading in the South Pacific and his crew is so stereotyped that I almost expected Johnny Depp to show up any minute in his “Captain Jack Sparrow” personae. And the plot is so disjointed that I can almost hear the director, any time there is a lull in the action, yelling “Time for another battle scene!” The only bright spot in the movie was the love interest that Jones and O’Keefe are competing for (and trying to save from the “bad guy”) throughout the movie, Brit actress Jenny Seagrove. She manages to maintain her dignity (maybe it’s that British “stiff upper lip” thing) throughout the movie while the rest of the cast isn’t just losing theirs, but actively giving it away for free. I wasn’t familiar with Ms. Seagrove, so I looked her up. Apparently, she had performed on stage more than in movies…and that training and experience seemed to come through.