A doubtless sincere attempt to portray the social and cultural difficulties facing hard-working Thais trying to make a living for themselves in the New World: Los Angeles, that is South Central by the looks of it. So their family restaurant is infected by local lowlifes. And few slouch lower than Jeremy Thana's knuckle-scraping bling-bling gang-banger Goldie. To help out the family business' tax problems, Mike Kingpayom makes the mistake of getting involved with Goldie's drug-dealing schemes. Fortunately, head-down Pete Thongchua is the restaurant dishwasher you know, like Steven Seagal saying "I'm just the cook" in Under Siege. The bilingual script (by Martin S. Gonzalez) comically overdoses on Anglo-Saxon expletives for the American characters. Director Smith Timsawat provided the story and edited the movie, so the buck presumably stops with him. It's a simplistic little B-picture, attractively shot and apparently seduced by the decadent lifestyle it tries to decry. "Across the world we exist," proclaims an end-title, signalling a seriousness of intent that's belied by the sporadic action.