A Latina documentary movie maker who can't sell her projects because they lack Latin flavor, in desperation decides to make a documentary on a corrupt Latin faith healer. Turns out he has a heart of gold and a real concern for his people. He can give great speeches on the hypocrisy of Latins who always aim for the white standard of beauty: blonde hair blue eyes. You get a sense where this is going...

One of his customers is a woman who gets constantly beaten by her possessive husband. He can't and won't help her. She goes to another of these faith healers, a woman who practices Macumba. She gives her a potion to give to her husband. He drinks it and becomes a zombie. The reporter and the reformed charlatan who is now her sidekick in the investigation track down this voodoo priestess only to end up getting in trouble themselves. It all ends up in a violent showdown, Hollywood style.

This movie is slow, performances are uneven, equipment used is not the best, lighting and camera-work are rather poor. The story though has a lot of potential and shows signs of intelligence, but also plenty of your standard college intro level minority politicking. I can't really recommend this movie unless you are the intended target audience for these sort of films that use some genre (zombie horror) to deliver a tired sociopolitical message. And the zombie horror doesn't really take up a lot of time either.