The film has elements of what could be great. And fails at every chance. It is a Hollywood version of Hunter Thompson. Depp, who is genius at "Fear and Loathing" is horribly miscast here as Paul Kemp. He is not Kemp. The man who plays Sala is just, blah. Director Robinson seems to try and channel "Withnail & I" but really doesn't strike a chord with this film. Perhaps Hollywood snuck in and did its usually job of ruining a good picture.
What do I base all this on? The wonderful book. Read it? You will see this film doesn't even seem to attempt to capture its wonderfulness. I hate comparing books to movies, but in this case, it's just not even a good movie. Moberb doesn't even seem like the Moberg from the movie. Chenault seems nailed as a character. Otherwise, blah.
What do I base all this on? The wonderful book. Read it? You will see this film doesn't even seem to attempt to capture its wonderfulness. I hate comparing books to movies, but in this case, it's just not even a good movie. Moberb doesn't even seem like the Moberg from the movie. Chenault seems nailed as a character. Otherwise, blah.
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