The Smell of Bastards and Truth
In development for more than 10 years, Rum Diary is like a lukewarm beverage: It's got some taste, but it's certainly not refreshing. Other than Heard, the only other notable thing about this overly long film is the often beautiful cinematography by Dariusz Wolski, who captures Puerto Rico in all its seedy and glamorous charm. Not even Depp seems all that interested in what's going on; it's almost as if he signed onto the film (and produced it) as a favor to his late friend, just so it would finally get made. If Depp's not interested in what's happening, then why should we be? And that lack of engagement is what helps makes Rum Diary, to borrow a line from Richard Jenkins' character, "vividly average." So I'm giving it a C–.