Personal impression of naked lunch.

Chance 2022-03-20 09:01:59

"Typewriter and bugs" is actually the most ugly and dirty consciousness in his heart that can't face the truth.

He hated resisting but couldn't get rid of it, but he still obeyed.

When he first learned of his wife's drug use, the idea of ​​destruction had been bred in his heart, but it was only one branch of a large group of ideas that was not enough to be allowed to execute.

After he was tempted to take drugs, his uncontrollable inner thoughts materialized. He confronted his inner bug face-to-face and fought against it. When the bug instigated him to kill his wife, he did not hesitate to shoot the bug to death.

And his wife's derailment finally detonated the idea that had been buried deep in his heart, but in the struggle between emotions and self-desire, he could not choose, so he used the game "William knows" to determine the direction. It turned out to be a "manslaughter" of his wife

This is the first thing he does in accordance with the desires of his inner self

Like a flood that has been opened, it can no longer be controlled

The worm in his heart ran out again and led him to an even more inextricable path.

When he used kiki as a bargaining chip to trade with the rich, his heart was a struggling side and a conscience.

The thought of him returning to the room after taking the hallucinogenic powder is magnified once again and it is unabashedly exposed that he thinks he has sent kiki to a brutal situation and he must feel it.

Just like what the title says

"Liars, you have a stain that cannot be removed, and that is the stain in your heart!"

The tree of human nature breaks down the darkest branch, analyzes itself, faces struggle and desire, and finally falls into a vicious circle.

The doctor who gave him the "antidote" meant the ruler who held social power. On the surface, it was to help him free, but it actually led him into a deeper black hole. In the later interval, there are many people sucking juice greedily, which means that no one can escape the elaborate trap laid by the "regime moralists".

The film's metaphor is a completely upside-down "dirty zone", which means that the real human social world is full of desire and numbness and has an inescapable fatalism.

Finally, the ruler pulled him to join him, invited him to fall and sent him to the colony.

When he was questioned by the guards at the level he entered the colony.

He turned back and woke his sleeping wife. Reproduce that mistake with her again.

It means that he wants to give himself another chance to be reborn when he is about to fall.

If successful, he will let go of all the pain and not be at the mercy of the organization. If he doesn't succeed, he will enter this world with no way back.

When people do something wrong, they always think they can do it all over again. The key is to recreate the scene. Can you really turn things around?

The truth of human nature was recorded without hesitation

At the end of the film, he gave himself one last chance and he killed his beloved again by mistake.

"Welcome to the colony" was told by the man at the checkpoint while he was still at a loss, meaning his last chance was gone and his inner self had truly stepped into this inescapable world.

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Naked Lunch quotes

  • Yves Cloquet: I've seen you around, but I had no idea you were queer.

    Bill Lee: Queer?

    Yves Cloquet: [leers] I saw you arrive with those three Interzone boys. What an entrance. You all looked very... familiar with each other.

    Bill Lee: [gulps] Queer. A curse. Been in our family for generations. The Lees have always been perverts. I shall never forget the unspeakable horror that froze the lymph in my glands when the baneful word seared my reeling brain - I was a homosexual. I thought of the painted simpering female impersonators I'd seen in a Baltimore nightclub. Could it be possible I was one of those subhuman things? I walked the streets in a daze like a man with a light concussion. I would've destroyed myself. And a wise old queen - Bobo, we called her - taught me that I had a duty to live and bear my burden proudly for all to see. Poor Bobo came to a sticky end - he was riding in the Duke Devanche's Hispano Suissa when his falling hemorrhoids blew out of the car and wrapped around the rear wheel. He was completely gutted leaving an empty shell sitting there on the giraffe skin upholstry. Even the eyes and the brain went with a horrible "shlupping" sound. The Duke says he would carry that ghastly "shlup" with him to his mausoleum.

  • Bill Lee: Did I ever tell you about the man who taught his asshole to talk? His whole abdomen would move up and down you dig farting out the words. It was unlike anything I had ever heard. This asshole talk had sort of a gut frequency. It hit you right down there like you gotta go. You know when the old colon gives you the elbow and it feels sorta cold inside, and you know all you have to do is turn loose? Well this talking hit you right down there, a bubbly, thick stagnant sound, a sound you could smell. This man worked for a carnival you dig, and to start with it was like a novelty ventriliquist act. Real funny, too, at first. He had a number he called The Better Ole that was a scream, I tell you. I forget most of it but it was clever. Like, "Oh I say, are you still down there, old thing?" "Nah I had to go relieve myself." After a while the asshole started talking on its own. He would go in without anything prepared and his asshole would ad-lib and toss the gags back at him every time. Then it developed sort of teeth-like little raspy in-curving hooks and start eating. He thought this was cute at first and built an act around it, but the asshole would eat its way through his pants and start talking on the street, shouting out it wanted equal rights. It would get drunk, too, and have crying jags nobody loved it and it wanted to be kissed same as any other mouth. Finally it talked all the time day and night, you could hear him for blocks screaming at it to shut up, and beating it with his fist, and sticking candles up it, but nothing did any good and the asshole said to him, "It is you who will shut up in the end. Not me. Because we dont need you around here any more. I can talk and eat AND shit." After that he began waking up in the morning with a transparent jelly like a tadpoles tail all over his mouth. This jelly was what the scientists call un-D.T., Undifferentiated Tissue, which can grow into any kind of flesh on the human body. He would tear it off his mouth and the pieces would stick to his hands like burning gasoline jelly and grow there, grow anywhere on him a glob of it fell. So finally his mouth sealed over, and the whole head would have have amputated spontaneous - except for the EYES you dig. Thats one thing the asshole COULDN'T do was see. It needed the eyes. But nerve connections were blocked and infiltrated and atrophied so the brain couldnt give orders any more. It was trapped in the skull, sealed off. For a while you could see the silent, helpless suffering of the brain behind the eyes, then finally the brain must have died, because the eyes WENT OUT, and there was no more feeling in them than a crabs eyes on the end of a stalk.