NAKED LUNCH


Starring: Peter Weller, Judy Davis

Directed by: David Cronenberg

review by Damon

Naked Lunch is far and away the most baffling film we've EVER seen. As far as we could tell, the script writer was on crack. I think he wanted to give us a glimpse into what an addict sees, hears, and lives. Our hero is a man who seems disenchanted with his career, breaks a several year sabatacal from narcotics and begins getting instructions for a secret mission by an organization which contacts its operatives through typwriters that, when the operative is high, morph into giant talking roaches. No need to fear them, though. They are very passive, and very polite.

So what is our hero's narcotic of choice? Apparently, its an injected paste made of the ground remains of giant, black marine centipedes. And what is his danger? Apparently, a giant, pink humping butt-roach, which is somewhat reminiscent of the skitterish little critters that infect people in the 80's film series "Alien". Except it has a big butt.

I'd love to tell you how the movie ends, but this time I think you're going to have to see for yourself. If you do decide to watch it, we must plead with you to not turn it off; watch to the end. Once you're in, you're in. You WILL get bored at times. But remember: just when they've almost completely lost your interest, they'll do something profoundly, incredibly, extremely morose to get it back. And they continually top themselves. We know. We've seen it.

Highlight of the film? Watch for the hero's monologue about a talking butt. Very Humphry, but with a disturbingly hilarious twist.

What more can we say? Naked Lunch left us speechless for some time. I don't believe there is a single word, sentence or even book that could accurately describe the impression this movie gave us. We just sat there in stunned silence.

Adam said it best, though. After a long, contemplative moment, he spoke up:

"Those are two hours of our lives we can NEVER get back."

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