In 1999 there were two movies called Treasure Island released. One was an adaptation of Robert Louis Stevenson's novel with Jack Palance as Long John Silver and the other was about a naked dead guy and his ass. I never saw the Jack Palance movie but I can assume, safely, that it's filled with pirates, cutlasses, ships and treasure. The other movie is set in World War 2 and there are no pirates. The Treasure Island of the title is the naval base near San Francisco. Two men have the task of fitting out a dead man in uniform with a past that seems believable. The plan is to slip a bit of info into his pocket that seems real, dump the body where the Japanese find it, and hope the message confuses them. That might have been an interesting premise for a movie but that's not what the writer director Scott King's got in mind. No, he's made a movie about these two guy's sexuality. One guy's got a Japanese wife in hiding, another in a second apartment and he's chasing after a third. That guy can only have sex with women he's married. Makes it more complicated to cheat on his wife, I guess. The other guy can only have sex with his wife if another man is watching. The dead guy in the plan keeps popping into the men's lives. He isn't wearing any clothes most of the time. There's plenty of naked men but no female nudity. Scott's shot the film in black and white and tried to recreate the film style of the 40s. He doesn't have the budget to do it justice. The movie is so unlike the movies he's trying to copy it makes me wonder why he bothered. It's King's only film and I shouldn't wonder why. He explains a lot of the film in his commentary and I sure didn't get what he was trying to say by watching the film. If you have to explain your film so people can get an idea what you were trying to say, you aren't making the kind of film I want to see. I didn't care that much for it and started speeding up the movie as I watched it. I'd be glad to give it a miss, but now that I've seen it, I can only warn others.