Naked Lunch: the Restored Text. This item is unavailable.Naked Lunch: the Restored Text

Bill Lee, an addict and hustler, travels to Mexico and then Tangier in order to find easy access to drugs, and ends up in the Interzone, a bizarre fantasy world, in a commemorative edition that features restored text, archival material, Burroughs's own later introduction to the book, and his essay o

"Naked Lunch is a great, an essential novel...It prefigures much that has occurred in history, the popular media and high and low culture in the past four decades." "A masterpiece. A cry from hell, a brutal, terrifying, and savagely funny book that swings between uncontrolled hallucination and fierce, exact satire." --"Newsweek" "Ever since Naked Lunch...William S. Burroughs has been ordained America's most incendiary artist." -"Los Angeles Times" "A book of great beauty . . . . Burroughs is the only American novelist living today who may conceivably be possessed by genius." --Norman Mailer "A great, an essential novel...[that] prefigures much that has occurred in history, the popular media and high and low culture in the past four decades." -"The Commercial Appeal" (Memphis) "A creator of grim fairy tales for adults, Burroughs spoke to our nightmare fears and, still worse, to our nightmare longings. . . . And more than any other postwar wordsmith, he bridged generations; popularity in the youth culture is greater now than during the heady days of the Beats." --Douglas Brinkley, "The Los Angeles Times Book Review" "Naked Lunch will leave the most amoral readers slack-jawed; and yet a trek beneath the depraved surface reveals interweaving caverns that ooze unsettling truths about the human spirit. . . . In the same galloping, lyrical way Walt Whitman celebrated democratic toilers of all stripes, Burroughs gleefully catalogs totalitarian spoilers and criminal types--be they human or monster, psychological or pharmacological." --Mark Luce, "The Kansas City Star" "[Naked Lunch] made Burroughs's reputation as a leader of the rebels against the complacency and conformity of American society. . . . An outrageous satire on the various physical and psychological addictions that turn human beings into slaves. . . . Burroughs's vision of the addict's life, by which we may infer the lives of all of us in some sense, is a vicious death-in-life of unrelieved abnegation, utter enervation and baroque suffering. Dante could not have envisioned such a post-Holocaust, post-apocalyptic circle of hell." --F