Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

            My preconceived image of Hunter S. Thompson, who wrote the book which is the basis of the movie, does not resemble Johnny Depp, who plays him here. Thompson, in my mind, is an individual who, as befits someone who was an athlete from an early age and enjoys outdoor physical pursuits, such as game hunting and shooting, has more of a rambunctious physical presence than Depp. In spite of Depp’s decent efforts at characterisation - the rolling sailor’s swagger, the hairpiece, the permanently-jawclamped cigarette holder - he never really convinces as someone able to live life at Thompson’s pace as he describes it. In fact, the cigarette holder occasionally makes it difficult for Depp to clearly enunciate his lines.

            Events are set in the early 1970s. A narrator, Thompson/Depp, does what narrators do, which, in this case, includes reminiscing on the failures of the LSD-tinged hippy experiment of the 1960s, and making similar allusions to the state of the wider world in this “corner of time”. The actual phrase, “the American Dream”, is used at one point, which perhaps belies the books age even more than the underlying premise that there is something so inherently extraordinary about Thompson’s drug binges that their recounting is worth the movie/book treatment. When he wrote the book, however, Thompson couldn’t have foreseen that drug use and references would have become more acceptable in mainstream popular culture than forty years ago. Most of the events here revolve around drug-fuelled episodes in Las Vegas, where Thompson is on a journalistic assignment. Ether, adrenochrome (from the human adrenaline gland), mescaline, LSD, amyl nitrate and cocaine are all on the menu, and that’s just for starters. Thompson and friend (his Samoan lawyer, well played by Benicio del Toro) don’t seem to enjoy to themselves much when high on drugs, and suffer anxietal states that range from crippling fear to acute suicidal tendencies, but maybe that’s beside the point.

            Cameron Diaz, Harry Dean Stanton, Gary Busey and others make cameo appearances. This contributes to the suspicion that this movie might something of a labour of love for the actors, producers and writers. There is no denying that the book is a cult classic, and apart from the fact that some would hope to be part of a cult movie also, there is the distinct possibility that Thompson’s free-spirited overindulgence and avowal of the principles of free speech and liberty appeals to many creative types, and to that to be involved in this movie is to acknowledge and respect the man as much as anything else.

                       

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