Friday, April 17, 2015

More of wot I have read…


This is a 1980’s geek fan-boy story of a virtual reality world that has almost replaced the real world for most of the earth’s population (school, work, and entertainment). When the creator of this world dies he publically declares a competition to find an ‘Easter Egg’ in the game that would entitle the winner to take ownership of the hugely profitable company.  This creator (probably like the author) was influenced by the 1980’s and especially the music, movies, video games, Dungeon & Dragons and comics. There is a lot of very detailed references to these in the story that at times overwhelm the otherwise slim narrative, however the pace is good and it is an easy read. For me being of that period I enjoyed the book, but I can see it would have limited appeal.



‘Imagine the world at stake.

An epic struggle between good and evil.

The greatest quest in history.

The fate of humanity resting in your hands.

Are you ready?’




In the words of the author this book is a prime example of Gonzo-journalism that now with the hindsight of time seems like a history piece that reflects a disenfranchised section of the American culture that many of us have little or no knowledge of, and frankly would rather it stayed that way. It is an odd and disjointed read that careers around like a drunkard, but is strangely captivating and engaging at the same time.  The Ralph Steadman imagery scattered throughout the book is perfect for capturing this sense of anarchy. The film adaptation by Terry Gilliam staring Johnny Depp is an authentic representation and worth a watch.



‘Hunter S. Thompson is driving to Las Vegas with his attorney, the Samoan, to find the dark side of the American dream. Roaring down the desert highway from Los Angeles, they realise there’s only one way to go about such a perilous task; getting very, very twisted. Armed with a drug arsenal of stupendous proportions, the duo engage in a manic, surreal tour of the sleaze capital of the world. Their perilous, chemically-enhanced confrontations with casino operators, police officers and assorted Middle Americans have a hallucinatory humour and nightmare terror. Riotously funny, daringly original and dead serious at its core, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is a classic statement on the collapsed dream of the American sixties. ‘

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