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Fear and
Loathing in Las Vegas (1998)
    
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Directed
by:
Terry Gilliam |
COUNTRY
USA |
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GENRE
Black comedy/
Adventure |
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NORWEGIAN TITLE
Frykt og avsky i Las Vegas |
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RUNNING
TIME
118 minutes |
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Produced
by:
Laila Nabulsi
Patrick Cassavetti
Stephen Nemeth |
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Written by
(based on the novel by Hunter S. Thompson):
Terry Gilliam
Tony Grisoni
Tod Davies
Alex Cox |
Review
Johnny Depp and Benicio del Toro drive,
rummage, and stagger in and around Las Vegas, looking to do drugs,
do some drugs, and then do some more drugs as Hunter S. Thompson's
semi-autobiographical gonzo journalists Raoul Duke and Dr. Gonzo.
Depp's Groucho Marx-inspired and del Toro's slug-like performances
are too uninspired and mannered for their oddities to be more than
mildly amusing. And director Terry Gilliam's attempt at translating
their druggy haze through a feverish, largely incommunicative
aesthetic quickly becomes tiresome, to say the least. Granted, Duke
and Gonzo's continual drug-induced hallucinations give ample
opportunity for Gilliamesque stylistic touches, from warped lenses
to beastly creations, but the film is so directionless that
everything seems to devolve rather than develop. And above all:
there is no real story. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is all
about experiences and states of mind, which isn't very captivating
in the long run – secondhand haze isn't much of a high.
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