He certainly seems like a real twinkle-in-his-eye character, one that the documentary only scratches the surface of. Though perhaps spending too much time with the man pulling the strings would take some of the mystery away, or maybe he was scared of giving too much away. As he gleefully explains at one point, one explorer purportedly came as close to 200 feet to it – it’s just one of a few moments when we get to see just how much Fenn loves all the attention. Perhaps rather unsurprisingly, the documentary focuses more on the myth than the man – more specifically, just how much that myth means to some people. In the hands of another director this film could have been brash, bizarre or all-too-busy. It could have been packed full of scandal, given a puntastic title and planted on a backwater TV channel, sandwiched in-between repeats of b-list starring reality TV. Thankfully director and director of photography Tomas Leach goes for a quieter and more lyrical approach. Filmed in the truly beautiful and awe-inspiring Rocky Mountains landscapes, with the occasional breathtaking overhead drone shots, the individuals are left to tell their own story, not have one inflicted upon them. Although these may be brief sketches their stories are told with care and depth, their reasonings for why they are searching for the treasure and the obvious meaning it brings them are treated without judgement. Like in reality, each has a different purpose but on a fundamental level we’re united. That’s the overarching message of the documentary, about human beings desperate want for meaning and purpose – a need to feel completed and whole. By burying the treasure and only leaving clues that need deciphering, Fenn has essentially written a storyline straight out a fairy-tale, and it’s one that anyone can take part in.