Is this comedy? Not intentionally. The characters in this movie appeared frighteningly unaware of reality. So, apparently, was director Alessandro Francassi and screenwriter Cesare Frugoni.
An investigative reporting team of Blount and gutsy cameraman Leonard Mann are trailing a gang of coke dealers. A deal goes bad and bodies are strewn across the screen. The reporter and the cameraman film the grisly scene. And they do a lot more of the same for much of the movie: they film bloody, battered, bullet-ridden bodies.
Aames portrays either a drug runner or a prisoner in a drug factory in Colombia (I couldn't figure out which). Once Aames is discovered by the ''news" crew, they all are pursued through the Colombian forest by a crazed Green Beret and his personal army of Indians in loincloths. Somewhere along the line, we find that the Beret had been the right-hand man to Guyana mass suicide guru Jim Jones. Too bad he and the rest of the sorry characters in this disaster missed out on the Kool Aid.
Parental guide: Rated R for violence and partial nudity.