Controversial and bizarre cult novel based on the author’s own experiences as a drug addict, first published in 1959. Formed as a series of inter-connected adventures set in locations as diverse as the U.S. Mexico and Morocco sees the protagonist, Burroughs’ alter-ego William Lee on the run from the police and always searching for his next fix. Burroughs once stated that the chapters can be read in any order.
Me perdía, es un laberinto de situaciones y lenguaje. Es una experiencia. Puede ser medio cruda y hasta desagradable para algunos. Es rico, de riqueza, no se sabor.
Existe una adaptación cinematográfica con Peter Weller igual de desubicada y alucinante, pro el libro es muy superior en sabor.
Me quedo con el nombre rosa Pantopón. Ojalá puedan darle una lectura y elaborar un comentario más elocuente; porque para mí es como un viaje de drogas, no puedo describirlo muy bien, no tengo suficientes elementos.
I wish it were possible to highlight more than one star, especially for books that are actually collections of short stories, episodes, vignettes, and whatnot.
Naked Lunch has always held a mystique for me, especially since so many bands hearkened to it. However, if it hadn't been one of the books picked by a circle of friends to read together, I don't know when I'd have picked it up.
My first impression of this menagerie was--I am so sorry I tried to read this on my lunch break. Do not do that. First off, there's not enough time, and second--the imagery is rather gross in spots. Also, while some episodes are obviously meant to be funny, I found them too over-the-top. A scalpel fight in an operating room is too much for me, but the talking asshole--that was funny.
Because this was written before my time, influencing a generation about …
I wish it were possible to highlight more than one star, especially for books that are actually collections of short stories, episodes, vignettes, and whatnot.
Naked Lunch has always held a mystique for me, especially since so many bands hearkened to it. However, if it hadn't been one of the books picked by a circle of friends to read together, I don't know when I'd have picked it up.
My first impression of this menagerie was--I am so sorry I tried to read this on my lunch break. Do not do that. First off, there's not enough time, and second--the imagery is rather gross in spots. Also, while some episodes are obviously meant to be funny, I found them too over-the-top. A scalpel fight in an operating room is too much for me, but the talking asshole--that was funny.
Because this was written before my time, influencing a generation about twenty years my senior, it may be that it's impossible for me to fully understand the impact it had. In some ways, I get its relevance; this drug-induced collection of nightmares reflects a world that is cruel, violent, scary, misogynist, homophobic, and racist. Unfortunately, it still is. The way Burroughs conveys this still has shock value.
This is no easy read. Since Burroughs has written a lot more than this, it may have been unfortunate that I've started here. I'll no doubt read more of his work, and I'm glad that I finally experienced this one.
