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They will not be disappointed. His notorious Screwjack is as salacious, unsettling, and brutally lyrical as it has been rumored to be since the private printing in 1991 of three hundred fine collectors' copies and twenty-six leather-bound presentation copies. Only the first of the three pieces included here -- "Mescalito," published in Thompson's 1990 collection Songs of the Doomed -- has been available to the public, making the trade edition of Screwjack a major publishing event.
"We live in a jungle of pending disasters," Thompson warns in "Mescalito," a chronicle of his first mescaline experience and what it sparked in him while he was alone in an L.A. hotel room in February 1969 -- including a bout of paranoia that would have made most people just scream no, once and for all. But for Thompson, along with the downside came a burst of creativity too powerful to ignore. The result is a poetic, perceptive, and wildly funny stream-of-consciousness take on 1969 America as only Hunter S. Thompson could see it.
Screwjack just gets weirder with its second offering, "Death of a Poet." As Thompson describes this trailer-park confrontation with the dark side of a deservingly doomed friend: "Whoops, I thought. Welcome to the night train."
The heart of the collection lies in its final, title piece, an unnaturally poignant love story. What makes the romantic tale "Screwjack" so touching, for all its queerness, is the aching melancholy in its depiction of the modern man's burden: that "we are doomed. Mama has gone off to Real Estate School
...and after that maybe even to Law School. We will never see her again."
Ostensibly written by Raoul Duke, "Screwjack" begins with an editor's note explaining of Thompson's alter ego that "the first few lines contain no warning of the madness and fear and lust that came more and more to plague him and dominate his life...." "I am guilty, Lord," Thompson writes, "but I am also a lover -- and I am one of your best people, as you know; and yea tho I have walked in many strange shadows and acted crazy from time to time and even drooled on many High Priests, I have not been an embarrassment to you...."
Nor has Hunter S. Thompson been to American literature. Quite the contrary: What the legendary Gonzo journalist proves with Screwjack is just how brilliant a prose stylist he really is, amid all the hilarity. As Thompson puts it in his introduction, the three stories here "build like Bolero to a faster & wilder climax that will drag the reader relentlessly up a hill, & then drop him off a cliff....That is the Desired Effect".
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2.0 out of 5 stars
While a GREAT journalist...,
By storyteller (Toronto) - See all my reviews
This review is from: Screwjack: A Short Story (Hardcover)
Strictly for Hunter S. Thompson fans! While a GREAT journalist, Hunter's first shot at writing, "The Rum Diaries", was good fiction; "Screwjack" however is just crap that spewed out of his typewriter for a few select friends and it should have stayed at that. But once you're famous you can get anything published, and once you're dead any scribble, unfortunately, is suddenly gold.
2.0 out of 5 stars
Disappointing,
By A Customer
This review is from: Screwjack: A Short Story (Hardcover)
As someone who loved Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and much of Thompson's collected journalistic works, I was extremely disappointed by the three stories in Screwjack. "Mescalito", the opening piece, reads well as a poetic drug experience account but doesn't contain the strong, biting sarcasm or political sense present in Fear and Loathing and The Great Shark Hunt. "Death of a Poet", printed also in Kingdom of Fear, lacks the humor of Thompson's other works, and seems to be just another attempt to impress the reader with a far-fetched outlaw story. Ordinarily this would be enjoyable, but HST's writing comes off as dry and intentionally lacking in morality or emotion, and his voice just doesn't leap off the page as in much of his other writing. Finally, I honestly have no idea why the title piece "Screwjack" was so critically acclaimed; it again lacks humor or Thompson's instantly recognizable tone and does not come off as anything resembline the "unnaturally poignant love story" promised on the jacket. Overall this book, in all its 30-something actual pages, strikes me as little more than a rip-off, Thompson knowingly exploiting his large fan base by releasing an incredibly short volume of mediocre writing after a decade's wait. If you want a real Hunter S. Thompson fix, read Fear and Loathing or The Great Shark Hunt - buying them or borrowing them from the library will take roughly the amount of time you'd waste reading this.
4.0 out of 5 stars
Raoul Duke Consumes some more Mescaline,
By "superflykai" (Seattle, Wa United States) - See all my reviews
This review is from: Screwjack: A Short Story (Hardcover)
Mahalo! Gonzo fiends... when Hunter Thompson needs extra cash, he releases three pieces of literature rivaling only William S. Burroughs in pure maniacal insanity. The main composition of "Screwjack" consist of Thompson's Mescalito, Death of a Poet, and Screwjack, all of which constitute pieces written by Thompson while on massive amounts of mind altering "experiences."Within the opus, no plots and themes to these three stream of consciousness prose; thus, it is pure Gonzo in its natural state. Thompson on assignment and drugs means only people who have prior experience with his other work, can have a total grasp on what Mr. Duke is trying to say. Thompson's writing is demanding of the reader, and unequivocally grasps at any attention lying in wait. Lurking around the ominous corner is more tales, more stories, and Hunter Thompson inscrutably proves himself as a great writer. Thompson collects his own correspondence, and saves every letter he receives; thus, a communication at the beginning of the book. Mescalito rages on in drug frenzy fashion from start to finish, along with Death of a Poet and Screwjack. These three pieces are very creative to say the least, and publishing only happened recently for this particular Raoul Duke outburst. The very essence of the first story is Thompson battling himself in a Los Angeles hotel room while trying to finish a story and on different strengths of alcohol and drugs. Screwjack is a complete chaotic mess of love letter gone completely wrong where Mr. Duke experiences a kind of frustration only held to those who see past the seers. Thompson's ingenious diction and complete nonsense clash with violent fervor, and either grip the reader, or turn the reader loose, never to look upon Thompson's work again. The editor's note for this piece is not only is an insightful blurb for the reader, but to fully understand what Thompson wrote, the editors must explain in their own words Mr. Duke's fascination with drug induced insanity. Only spend money on this Thompson collection if you have some loose lucre to throw around, and are looking for some madness.
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