13 February 2011

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (1998)

Intriguingly strange, at best. Horrifyingly depraved and depressing at worst.

Not fun by any means, despite the (now) cult-classic lines from Johnny Depp as Hunter S. Thompson.

Kind of felt dirty and nauseated by the end of it. Maybe that was the point?

Discomfort as the goal of the movie… hmm. I don’t know how I feel about this just yet. In fact, I couldn't even really pick many labels for the movie. Horror, I guess, was the only one that I felt could be accurately applied.

Overall—know what you’re getting yourself into before watching this one.

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