Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (Audio CD)

by Hunter S. Thompson (Author), Ron McLarty (Narrator)

Product Details

• Audio CD
• Publisher: Recorded Books (August 2005)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 1419356275
• ISBN-13: 978-1419356278
• Product Dimensions: 5.8 x 5.2 x 0.8 inches
• Shipping Weight: 4.8 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
• Average Customer Review: 3.5 out of 5 stars See all reviews (2 customer reviews)
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #752,275 in Books (See Bestsellers in Books)

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5 of 5 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream, August 30, 2008

By	Stephen Williams "Stephen Williams" (Hawthorne, California) - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

"Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream" by Hunter S. Thompson

Hunter Thompson practiced total immersion journalism. This form of reporting is called gonzo journalism.

Hunter Thompson drove to Las Vegas to report on a motorcycle race and ended up writing a story about himself writing a story about a motorcycle race. If he would have written a conventional report on motorcycle racing it would have been interesting to motorcycle enthusiasts for a few days. Since he wrote a gonzo story he had a very wide canvas and he used it well to create a classic.

The reader might be turned off by the obstreperous behavior, extreme self indulgence and offensive inconsiderate language. If you can look past this offensive conduct and you will see that Hunter Thompson gave us an insight into the American character of the 1970's.

See also: Hell's Angels: A Strange and Terrible Saga (Modern Library)

I completely enjoyed this book and recommend it to others.

0 of 1 people found the following review helpful:

2.0 out of 5 stars How did this book ever get so much attention?, March 4, 2009

By	Larry Longtin - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

I bought this audiobook because I heard so much about the author, and I got the impression that this was an important work. Instead, I discovered a rambling mess, in which the author describes two pathetic drug abusers, stumbling around Las Vegas. It had no structure, no beginning, middle, end; instead the characters wandered from one insipid misadventure to the next, all caused by their drug stupors. ugh.