I have to be honest - I was insanely disappointed. I decided to sit down and read this book because the movie is one of my very favourites. It's peppered with quotes or versions of quotes from the book, so I was looking forward to a really witty and engaging text overall. But I only managed to get halfway through this book, then I gave up and moved on to something more interesting. Fear and Loathing is a classic to a lot of people and I can see why. It has some poignant commentary and has some clever visuals and all the wittiness from the movie. But social commentary isn't for everyone and I felt like I was reading a psychology or sociology textbook more than a novel at certain points. As interesting as that could be, it took away the entertainment factor for me. I can see how people can get some real enjoyment out of this book and I applaud the writing style, even if the plot itself gets painfully slow in many spots - which is surprising considering that this story is about a rampant drug craze of a barely functioning man and his always interesting comrade. But I don't think I'm the demographic for this novel. I can see how someone from the same generation as the main character, good old-fashioned thrill-seekers, and self-proclaimed philosophers who like to feel edgy while they thumb their noses at society might all enjoy the story - and more power to ya. And like I said, I adored the movie, so there's clearly a lot in the story that I do enjoy. But the bottom line for me is that the story stays so long in the character's head that when you wander into the world around him, as wonderfully distorted and eccentric as it is through his eyes, you don't get to really enjoy it. Maybe that's why I like the movie so much. There's a balance of hearing Duke's thoughts and seeing the world as he sees it, a good balance of verbal and visual. This book has no such balance. The glimpses into the world outside of Duke's inward ramblings are either too dull to make it worth it or too short and rare to fully enjoy. To be fair, I only made it to the halfway point of the book before realizing just how much I hadn't been enjoying the story. Perhaps if I had finished it, I would have been more impressed with it. But a book should hold your attention through the whole thing. Duke's incessent cycles of paranoia, flashes of brilliance, and random wanderings/wonderings got old somewhat fast without a healthy change of pace, change of character, or change of plot. As it stands, despite the book attempting to have a compelling storyline, the only interesting parts of it, far as I saw, were near the beginning. The following chapters were repetitive or just uninteresting. It was disappointing to see the movie do so much right - building tension, keeping your attention with amazing visuals and performances, having a plot you actually cared about - and the book do so much wrong. Again, I see the merits of this book - it's witty, it has interesting commentary - but for me, reading is for entertainment, to live vicariously through the characters for a time or at least sit back and enjoy watching their lives unfold. This book didn't entertain me, that's all.