What happens when a group of comedians are sent to Jamaica to make a movie? Box office failure, apparently, as demonstrated by the movie Club Paradise.  That doesn’t mean, however, that the movie isn’t enjoyable.  With a script by Harold Ramis (known for penning such classics as Ghostbusters, Caddyshack, and Animal House) and Brian Doyle-Murray, and a cast starring Robin Williams, the movie just has to be a good time.

The plot revolves around Chicago fireman Jack Moniker who retires after he injures himself of the job.  He decides to start living out his retirement on a small island in the caribbean, and befriends the owner of an almost bankrupt resort.  Moniker enlists himself to try to renovate the resort, now called Club Paradise, and draw in the crowds the neighboring, wealthy resort gets.  Hilarity ensues as all sorts of colorful characters come to stay at Club Paradise, trying Moniker’s patience, as well as the rest of the island’s.

As usual with movies made by improv comedians, the plot and dialogue written in the script were largely ignored.  What the audience ends up seeing is comedians on vacation genuinely having a good time while a camera is rolling.  The cast left their scripts in their hotel rooms and made up their lines on set.  It has some truly great natural feeling humor in it, even if the storyline is all but completely lost.  The performers don’t care if the good guy wins in the end, as long as their character is the funniest in the scenes they’re in.  There are no cosmic truths covered by witty one liners, and no great questions are provoked.  All the movie is is some nice, easy entertainment, and it doesn’t sell itself as anything more than that.

If cheaps laughs are desired in place of an Oscar winner, Club Paradise will keep audiences entertained, and maybe just a little confused as to what the point of the movie was.