Escaping the hectic lifestyle of New York, Paul Kemp (Johnny Deep), arrives in Puerto Rico to write for a local newspaper. A slave to the rum-soaked lifestyle, Paul is recruited by Sanderson, an american entrepreneur, determined to turn Puerto Rico into the capitalist paradise in which he will make millions. The Rum Diary is essentially a film about a haphazard journalists who faces a decision to either sell out to corporate greed, or use his words against these forces. Advertised as a film in the same vein as Fear and Loathing, The Rum Diary ends up being quite boring and not particularly entertaining. The story unfolds haphazardly and is never all that focused which could have been fine if Paul Kemps character would have been portrayed in a more flamboyant or eccentric tone. We get none of the gonzo, which made this type of character so much fun and everything just comes off rather limp. In the end, the film takes itself too seriously and while its message is valid, it's paper thin and ultimately unfulfilling.
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