I have to admire that Terry Gilliam’s directorial level, the shaking of the lens, the combination of art and color, always let you take a trip. After watching the movie, it is like eating hallucinogen with the protagonist, rippling in the Las Vegas of that era. S. When the drug boom broke out in the 1960s, people began to use drugs to comfort their beautiful hearts that were destroyed by war and the world. A car, a little hallucinogen, some music, two lonely hearts are searching for their American dream. When they drove on the highway after they were finished, Thompson hallucinated seeing a patch of bats. When he recovered, the medicine was over and the bats were gone. They drove on, and when the camera pulled, a dead bat was lying on the highway. Are we crazy? Or this world?
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