The Rum Diary – Alternate Poster
September 23, 2011
Advertisements
One Comment
leave one →
Hunter S. Thompson and Gonzo Journalism – News, Forum, Archive, Audio, Video & More
Mojo Wire – @Totallygonzo
- RT @roryfeehan: Open Letter San Francisco by Hunter S. Thompson on display in the Boole Library @UCCLibrary as part of the Published in Hea… 1 day ago
- RT @jessica_alice_: I just saw a man who looks identical to Hunter S Thompson leaving my local Coles and that's got to be SOME KIND of omen… 1 month ago
- RT @stacyherbert: GONZO: MAX + STACY begins airing next Sunday! Check it out on @RT_com, it's the best road trip you'll ever have. https://… 1 month ago
Search Totally Gonzo
Pages
Art Links
Film Links
Honour Roll
Literature Links
Magazine Links
Special Mention
Archives
- October 2018
- February 2018
- May 2017
- April 2017
- August 2015
- July 2015
- February 2015
- January 2014
- August 2013
- July 2013
- January 2013
- October 2012
- July 2012
- June 2012
- April 2012
- March 2012
- February 2012
- January 2012
- November 2011
- October 2011
- September 2011
- August 2011
- July 2011
- May 2011
- April 2011
- March 2011
- February 2011
- January 2011
- December 2010
- November 2010
- October 2010
- September 2010
- August 2010
- July 2010
- June 2010
- May 2010
- April 2010
- February 2010
- January 2010
- December 2009
- November 2009
- October 2009
- September 2009
- July 2009
- June 2009
- May 2009
- April 2009
- March 2009
- February 2009
- January 2009
- October 2008
- September 2008
- August 2008
- July 2008
- June 2008
- May 2008
?
Advertisements
Great poster artistically and mood-wise but not the “feel” I got from the book. Everything was much sleazier-looking in Paul’s underworld of beleaguered journalists, sex maniacs, rummies and legions of “natives” who would just as soon slit your throat as say “Hola”. In “The Rum Diary”, even the palm trees wilting in the relentless sun are accusatory, in a desultory, yet malevolent way. Paul WISHES his room looked this good, first the “prison cell” he shares with a co-worker, and then the trashed-out beach shack he uses for his liaison. To the best of my knowledge, there was no shag carpeting in the 1950’s–not in the Caribbean anyway!