Naked Lunch (1992)
Smash the control machine. David Cronenberg’s trippy pyrethrum-fuelled pastiche of William S. Burroughs’ life and works is an art-house favourite of mine, but be warned, just popping the VHS in the VCR will give you a severe contact high. If your tape recorder turns into some sort of throbbing gelatinous nightmare that asks for 80 … Read more