The real star in this independent movie is the American Southwest, filmed with affection and love by director Hans-Gunther Bucking. In the story, however, a motorcyclist from the former East Germany has cherished the dream of joining the gigantic annual motorcyclists' gathering in Oatman, Arizona. He is young and doesn't speak more than a few words of English. He makes his way from Los Angeles through the Southwest, accompanied by an addled Austrian he meets on the road, who is a video photographer constantly on the lookout for some kind of disaster to film so that he can make a fortune peddling it to CNN. Other eccentrics and locals enliven his journey, and some of the film's amusing moments feature the boy's encounters with such bewildering and typically anarchic American phenomena as a Pepsi machine which sells Coke. ~ Clarke Fountain, Rovi