Raoul Duke and his attorney Dr. Gonzo drive a red convertible across the Mojave desert to Las Vegas with a suitcase full of drugs to cover a motorcycle race. As their consumption of drugs increases at an alarming rate, the stoned duo trash their hotel room and fear legal repercussions. Duke begins to drive back to L.A., but after an odd run-in with a cop, he returns to Sin City and continues his wild drug binge.
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The first 5 minutes of this film is pure genius. I must give credit where it is due. You realise very early on that the setting, the costumes, the wide angle lens capturing the dessert, & the uncanny dialogue compressed with tape distortion & 60's EQ is all so contrasted that it sails to hilarity. And that is drugs in a coconut shell.. it's funny. This film isn't. In all my years of watching film & TV, I have never yet seen Drugs portrayed honestly. I don't know what the deal is, but everyone has a really mediocre & cliché opinion of drugs affects on the mind. In reality, you don't have people being chased home by a party of mars bars. Instead, you feel relevant to your surroundings. So much so that it is easy to become paranoid, yes. But it never takes over as long as you have trust & communication. It is similar to experiencing the format of your childhood without the nostalgia. Everything feels new once more. It is both enlightening & cleansing. Almost spiritual, as felicity ramifies freely. And all the bullshit of the world's economic greed are left to destroy themselves with risk & hope. Where as in movies.. people just act like total raving loonies. Stumbling all over the place, & embarrassing everyone around them awkwardly until the director demands the wavering plot to return to drama & jokes based upon what people have already seen & accepted. Instead of the careful pace & dosage made by men & women who's metacognition is in perfect check, so that they may better themselves by exploring the countryside, whilst familiarising themselves with how time can slow down to a steady tick, in order to take note of every beautiful detail in a heightened punctilious manner... Instead, you have near invincible sebaceous men deploring decorum & forswearing moral alacrity as though their inner sanctum is filled with ever spurning antipathy. And the reckless craving to disturb everyone around them. Well, this film is one of those films where the noises in your own head become louder than the dialogue in the film. "Drugs are BAD. Yes. We get it". I fail to see how yet another typical film with this dull & tired message has anything fresh to contribute? How about a film that says "Drugs are good"? Now wouldn't that be a controversy? Avoid this film. Unless you think drugs are cool. In which case you are stupid enough to laugh at the same tired joke over & over anyway.
Two friends (?) go to Las Vegas, apparently to write an article, but mostly to do drugs. Not being in the most rational states of mind, the two have quite a few bizarre experiences that they vividly share.Not my cup of tea, not at all. Though I must say, they took the idea and really went for it. This is not done half-hearted, they have really gone all out to make a really bizarre movie. And I must appreciate Depps performance, who narrates all their experiences in a very detached way (albeit not being always so rational) giving a comic air to the setting. But the story contains too much misery and suffering to be entertaining.3/10
If you wanted to explorer and understand the different dimensions of human brain . . And it also tell you the author his journey in Las Vegas. This is the movies for people who wanted to explorer the different dimensions of human brain and also this movies tells you the real experience of drugs intake ....In last its a great movie on drugs and their effect on human brain .
"Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" was a movie that worked with the specific group of people that ended up making it, and probably couldn't have worked had they not been involved. Terry Gilliam's particular insane and surreal style worked incredibly well with this film, utilizing incredible vibrant lighting and psychedelic visual effects achieved digitally and practically, as well as almost constant Dutch angles and low angles and close ups and frantic movement, creating a constant sense of disorientation and really putting us into the mind of the drug addled Hunter S. Thompson, a journalist supposedly on a business trip. The film is visually amazing on every level. Johnny Depp is fantastic as that character, reportedly spending lots of time with him in order to get down all his mannerisms and the right vocal inflection, and delivering the best performance of his career because of it. Benicio Del Toro is fantastic as his "attorney", and even Tobey Maguire is even great in a small role of a terrified and naive hitchhiker. It also has probably one of the best soundtracks of the 90s, with each song fitting perfectly to its scene.But the film's exploration of America in the early 70s, and how this contrasts with the zeitgeist of the 60s, is part of what gives this depraved film nuance. The film opens with a montage of those protesting horrible injustices in the world, and a quote that I think sums up the two main characters pretty well: "He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man." Hunter S. Thompson, named Raoul Duke in this film, and his "attorney" Dr. Gonzo both dive headfirst into such unbelievable amounts of excess that everything becomes skewed and distorted beyond recognition. Most take drugs to get high, but for them it is mostly confusion, fear, and loathing. But their twisted view of the world is an escape from the harsh and oppressive reality of the world they live in. There is a great moment near the middle of the film in which Raoul emerges from the haze of his drug trip and has a moment in which he reflects upon the state of his existence at that moment. He mentions how the 60s were a time that everyone felt they were all in it together, standing up against the oppressive forces of the world and whatever they were doing, they were doing it right. The drugs they took at that time were a symbol of the peek that they had reached, bringing them together and symbolizing peace, while the drugs that they were taking now only gave them negative consequences. They had fallen from the grace of the 60s and were only now beginning to realize the falseness of the American dream, no matter how hard they striped for it. What they find out about the American dream is essentially that most will never stop searching for it, even if it died long ago. Through drugs and the rest of their escapades, they were desperately trying to find the light at the end of the tunnel that they had believed in so strongly during the 60s, but as we see, nothings really changed. The elite classes are shown as reptiles (literally) and hypocrites, distracting themselves from injustices in their expensive clubs, and pretending to be above marijuana smokers while smoking cigarettes. Ultimately what Raoul is doing with drugs is the same as what the average American man is doing in a casino, and what most of us are constantly doing: we're betting on the American dream, and losing just a little bit more each time. The characters begin in a downward spiral that may seem repetitive, but is also strangely honest.While the film can be disturbing, poignant, ironic, and disorienting, it can also be incredibly hilarious. The sense of humor is another thing that keeps the film afloat. It allows us to view the scrambled events and inappropriate behavior and desperation, and laugh at the absurdity of it all. The editing of the film makes the chronology of events and hallucination and memory hazy and borderline incoherent at times, but that's what is so amazing about this film. There was so much that could've ruined it, yet everything worked so harmoniously for this specific vision to create such an original, revealing, and distinctive vision of America.