[Editor's Note: Ok, I blew this one. Anthony had this review in late last Friday and I never got around to posting it. With my apologies to the author, I present the CL review of The Rum Diary …]
Bruce Robinson's (Withnail & I) long awaited adaptation of Hunter S. Thompson's The Rum Diary opens promisingly. We follow Thompson stand-in Kemp (Johnny Depp), a journalist and failed novelist, as he deals with a crushing hangover while stumbling through his first day of work at a declining Puerto Rico paper. From this opening, I expected an intoxicated and bizarre first-person account of a great writer's coming of age, the unexpected sights and sounds of an exotic land in turmoil, and a battle against a corrupt businessmen — all while still having an immoral and debauched good time.
Unfortunately, Rum Diary the film falls back on every coming-of-age comedy cliche in the book. Kemp makes other quirky alcoholic friends (played by Michael Rispoli and Giovanni Ribisi) and is entranced by a bombshell party girl (the gorgeous Amber Heard) on his journey. Then there's the drug-trip gone awry and silly car chases. If you were to classify the film, it would likely fall into the Harold and Kumar genre rather than acclaimed literary adaptation.