Book Fucking Talk
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DangerousPuhson
My my my, we just loooove to hear ourselves don't we?
YEAH! FILM DISCUSSION IN THE BOOK TALK THREAD! ANARCHY! ANYBODY SEE ALIEN: ROMULUS YET?!
The1True
8, 8, I forget what is for
lol, that was what I was thinking. Do we need a Film Fucking Talk thread to go along with Anime Fuuuuuck and Book Fucking Talk?
Don't ruin Alien for me! I've got to wait for it on streaming, there're no cinemas here (that I know of). Fucking missed Deadpool while I was in town as well
Don't ruin Alien for me! I've got to wait for it on streaming, there're no cinemas here (that I know of). Fucking missed Deadpool while I was in town as well
DangerousPuhson
My my my, we just loooove to hear ourselves don't we?
I've been on a Beat generation kick lately. My latest read was Kerouac's On The Road (the original scroll version) and some of Ginsberg's poetry (not great). I figured I'd treat myself after a spell of dry political reading - Rousseau's The Social Contract was a slog, but it feels appropriate for the times, as did Mill's On Liberty. That being said, "treat" was the wrong word; "subject myself" was more fitting.
Frankly, the book sucks. Stream-of-consciousness ramblings and lamentations from a glorified hobo, basically. It's a passable travelogue (which is a genre I'm not big into), but suffers from a really narrow point of view. Lots of "product of the times" stuff - racism, sexism, drug abuse, and a hell of a lot of twentysomethings fucking high school girls. The plot is essentially: author goes different places, idolizes criminal behavior, mooches off society while endlessly criticizing it, acts like a dirtbag, namedrops constantly, and whines that he can't get his dick wet inside a teenager. The fact that a whole movement grew around these people is both perplexing and concerning, but also explains a lot of America.
I hope to have a better experience with my next read (Burroughs' Naked Lunch), but I'm not holding my breath.
Frankly, the book sucks. Stream-of-consciousness ramblings and lamentations from a glorified hobo, basically. It's a passable travelogue (which is a genre I'm not big into), but suffers from a really narrow point of view. Lots of "product of the times" stuff - racism, sexism, drug abuse, and a hell of a lot of twentysomethings fucking high school girls. The plot is essentially: author goes different places, idolizes criminal behavior, mooches off society while endlessly criticizing it, acts like a dirtbag, namedrops constantly, and whines that he can't get his dick wet inside a teenager. The fact that a whole movement grew around these people is both perplexing and concerning, but also explains a lot of America.
I hope to have a better experience with my next read (Burroughs' Naked Lunch), but I'm not holding my breath.