The end result is a schizophrenic story, trying to be too many things at once. They stow away on the ship of Hernando Cortes, and end up in the New World. Once in the city, the natives welcome Tulio and Miguel as gods. For one and a half-hours, nothing much really happens. Tzekel-Kan slowly emerges as the main bad guy, and Miguel and Tulio must save the city from his evil machinations.
None stick out as particularly memorable.
John is a great singer, but just seems out of place in this movie. The fact that two of the principals from Wild Wild West star in the film should be a large warning signal to anyone. Despite all of these things, The Road to El Dorado is mildly amusing, although instantly forgettable. Kline and Branagh to have a good rapport, and play off each other nicely. For once, Perez sounds like an actual human being.