Not bad, kept my interest, lots of bikini shots

You don't go to a movie like this for the acting, so we assume you are either a Paul Walker fan or a Jessica Alba fan, or you are into diving or shipwreck treasure hunting, or maybe you just like the beautiful Caribbean. Or maybe all of the above. For Paul Walker fans, he does a good job of holding the movie together. For the ladies in the audience, I don't need to tell you he's good looking and there are beefcake shots galore. For the guys, Jessica Alba was apparently selected, at least in part, for her body and there's more than enough juicy camera angles to keep the men interested.

The movie follows a pretty basic premise: out of work local boy stumbles across a treasure ship. But the plot is nicely complicated by the accidental discovery of a nearby downed plane with a cargo hold full of cocaine. Walker, and his girlfriend, Alba, have problems with their morally challenged friends (Scott Caan and Ashley Scott) who see no problem with selling the coke to make money. Both Caan and Scott were believable, and played their parts well. It becomes a race to see who will get the treasure ship claimed first, with the introduction of a rival treasure hunter played by Josh Brolin. Of course, there are bad folks out there who want their drugs back. When Caan and Scott decide to go and try to salavage the drugs themselves, things quickly turn bad for the whole group. There is a surprise twist, which I will not give away.

It's interesting to note that many of the actors are children of more well known actors (Scott Caan, son of James Caan- Josh Brolin, son of James Brolin). Nice to see the tradition carrying on.

People who have been to Nassau in the Bahamas, will recognize some places, most notably the Atlantis Casino and Hotel, where you can ride a water slide right into a shark tank via an enclosed glass tube. If you do get to go there, don't miss the gigantic blown glass sculptures by Dale Chihuly (pronounced Chee-Hoo-Lee), in the casino area. Another place you can see Chihuly's work is the ceiling of the Bellagio in Las Vegas, right above the front desk area.

Speaking of sharks, the sharks in this picture seems somewhat schitzo but they do have a mission. In some cases they seem as docile as dogs (when Walker swims with them), and in other scenes, most notably when a bad person is in the water, they seem to know it's time to eat. They therefore represent retribution or justice, depending on how you look at it.

There are great shots of the turquoise blue Caribbean, and just seeing that makes me want to go back. The movie has enough surprises to keep you interested, and, as mentioned above, there's enough visual "stimulation" to keep both the guys and gals happy.

Only one thing really bothered me though. Walker's friend, played by Caan, really messes things up, betrays his friend, and puts everyone in danger of death, but in the end, he and Walker remain best of friends and he shares in the fortune. I think the plot should have had Walker telling this guy off.

As a diver, though, the movie strained my credulity from a technical standpoint. In the opening scenes, the group is "free diving", meaning with no tanks. But they seem to have seal lung genetics, as they can hold their breath for a long... long... time, even going inside a sunken plane to investigate. At depths of 30 or 40 feet, you would not want to go inside a closed wreck without tanks. Also, there were at least two times when they apparently discovered they were suddenly out of air. No trained diver would ever let his or her air run out like that. So these things contradicted the premise that they were professional divers.

However, I was never bored, frequently happy with the director's camera angles of Alba and Scott, and longing for those blue waters. So I recommend it.