Ravid Rockulz has a good life as a dive leader in Hawaii: good friends, good times, plenty of willing female tourists. But something is missing. What’s more, he’s increasingly disillusioned with Hawaii. The influx of new residents seeking Paradise with all the modern conveniences is dragging the islands ever closer to that scab on the world, LA. An unexpected heartbreak and a disconcerting attempt on his life push Ravid out of his rut: Tahiti calls, untrammeled and pure. There, Ravid rediscovers a passion for photography. Armed with his camera, he captures on the reefs of Tahiti the aquatic life and vibrancy long since lost on the reefs of Hawaii: a mother-and-child set of Moorish idols, the brightly banded coral shrimp the local divers take for granted, and a photographer’s holy grail, a mated pair of shy, beautiful, flame angels. Flame Angels delineates the tide rip between business and nature through exotic characters and settings as a scuba diver from Eilat, now entrenched in Hawaii, faces the crisis of middle age. To a man struggling to stay afloat, livelihood and socially acceptable behavior are like flotsam, providing marginal buoyancy in a world adrift.