This is a hugely embarrassing effort and quite a shockingly patronizing film. The first hint of the approach is in the title. It's all about him, I mean HIM. the great one and a great number of white folks visit (After 1 hour 15 mins of not much happening) Indians assembled by a missionary to be zoo creatures to be ogled. They are paraded with the usual titillating shots of naked teens which are de riguer in these films where the Indians are exotic curiosities. Ludicrously our protagonist, after hearing the difficulties experienced by the yamomane Indians, takes time towards the end of the film to lament how hard it is for him to make friends because he is so rich and famous. a final moan is how busy he is ( he's actually retired) and how he and his assorted buddies roughed it ( no showers for six days). Fortunately this film is so dull and self indulgent it won't attract any viewers.
Review of David Beckham: Into the Unknown
