Camino

A competent but unmemorable B-movie that eschews any real political content in favor of simple, brutal survival melodrama with scant room for surprises in plot, character or directorial style.

[Bell's] anticipated hand-to-hand encounters are ultimately beaten into submission by an irritating atonal score that constantly drowns any trace of nuance under an onslaught of shrill electronic sludge.

The real downfall of Camino is its script, which screenwriter Daniel Noah says was written into two days-and it shows.

A lackluster cat-and-mouse game.

While it definitely could have benefitted by being about 15 minutes shorter, Camino is an admirable effort from director and co-writer Josh C. Waller, who effectively ratchets up the tension throughout his savage thriller to an almost frenetic pace.

Predictability undermines the action and suspense elements.

The film is neither as serious nor as entertaining as it was trying to be. The road in CAMINO is one well-traveled.

A forgettable jungle chase flick that fails to play up to Bell's considerable strengths.

Bell manages to put a disarming amount of heart, emotion and pain into her performance... But the film fails to match Bell's performance.

This Noah/Waller picture, featuring stuntwoman-turned-actress-turned-stuntwoman Zoe Bell, is neither taxing nor terribly potent.

... jettisons any provocative exploration of its multicultural subject matter and devolves into a mindless ultraviolent bloodbath.

Stuntwoman/actress Zoe Bell is better in a brawl than in delivering the hackneyed dialogue this picture demands of her.