This is the last of the Captains, thank god, representing tourism, more or less. The idea is based on those insanely stupid advertisments in the back of lifestyle magazines, with the impossibly happy couple in tropic climes living it up on the beach--shortly before they step on the fatal bottle cap or are consumed by the giant clam--scenes repressed by the travel industry, I'll have you know. Once again, the footprint of homo sapiens is about to displace not only the ecosystem but the whole island, and all traces of civilisation already present.
