The Rum Diary

(R) ★★★☆☆

In this frustrating but thickly atmospheric film version of the early Hunter S. Thompson novel, Johnny Depp plays Paul Kemp, a reporter in late-1950s Puerto Rico. Kemp falls in with the thrill-seeking lover (Amber Heard) of a ruthless American developer (Aaron Eckhart). Then the two men test their ethics against each other. Though made by seasoned pros, the film lacks sophistication. Depp can carry just about anything involving scoundrels, but Bruce Robinson’s direction feels rusty.

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