Holy Christ, is this movie such a mess. I mean, I totally dig the beatnik touches, daddy-o but is this film crazy man! KA-RAY-ZEE! The sickest! Anywho, enough of my beatnik impressions. I really did try to like this film and at times it did seem all right but it just friggin' meandered all over the place. I guess I would be better off reading the book but I do like how Burroughs uses real life events in his life and places them in his fiction like how he really did kill his wife by accident doing a William Tell routine. And the two young writers who come to visit him in Interzone are obviously Kerouac and Ginsberg. I do admire how brave they were to feature homosexual relationships and I nearly flipped when they depicted them getting high off the alien jizm. I'm really surprised this got a R rating. But all this boldness in filmmaking was for naught because the plot was moronic. Of the story would have been just slightly more cohesive it coulda have been something special.

Naked Lunch (1991) - 6 outta 10 stars