Chuck Ramkissoon is a Trinidadian immigrant to the United States, and like most newcomers, he has big plans for the future. One of life's natural entrepreneurs, he's involved in all kinds of money-making schemes— some legitimate, others not so much.
Perhaps his most unusual attempt to realize the American Dream comes in his quixotic plans to convert a disused air field into the New York Cricket Club. Chuck can see it all now. The club will have 2,000 members, each one shelling out $1,000 for membership. Then, during the height of summer, there'll be twelve exhibition matches, with each spectator paying fifty bucks a ticket. And then there are the potential sponsorship opportunities.
Not surprisingly, Chuck's grandiose scheme never comes to fruition. The whole idea of establishing a cricket club in a country where hardly anyone follows the sport was always a complete non-starter. It seems fair to say, then, that Chuck's shot at the American Dream was a failure. Add to that his involvement in all kinds of shady enterprises and the violent circumstances of his death, and it's clear that Chuck's life was generally not a success.
However, one could argue that the fault lies not with the American Dream per se but rather in Chuck's hopelessly unrealistic attempts to achieve it.