Naked Lunch: The Restored Text

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Naked Lunch is one of the most important novels of the twentieth century, a book that redefined not just literature but American culture. An unnerving tale of a narcotics addict unmoored in New York, Tangier, and ultimately a nightmarish wasteland known as Interzone, its formal innovation, taboo subject matter, and tour de force execution have exerted a significant influence on authors like Thomas Pynchon, J. G. Ballard, and William Gibson; on the relationship of art and obscenity; and on the shape of music, film, and media generally. Naked Lunch: The Restored Text includes many editorial corrections to errors present in previous editions, and incorporates Burroughs’s notes on the text, several essays he wrote over the years about the book, and an appendix of 20 percent new material and alternate drafts from the original manuscript, which predates the first published version. For the Burroughs enthusiast and the neophyte, this volume is a valuable and fresh experience of this classic of our culture.

289 pages, Paperback

First published July 1,1959

About the author

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William Seward Burroughs II, (also known by his pen name William Lee) was an American novelist, short story writer, essayist, painter, and spoken word performer.
A primary figure of the Beat Generation and a major postmodernist author, he is considered to be "one of the most politically trenchant, culturally influential, and innovative artists of the 20th century".
His influence is considered to have affected a range of popular culture as well as literature. Burroughs wrote 18 novels and novellas, six collections of short stories and four collections of essays.
Five books have been published of his interviews and correspondences. He also collaborated on projects and recordings with numerous performers and musicians, and made many appearances in films.
He was born to a wealthy family in St. Louis, Missouri, grandson of the inventor and founder of the Burroughs Corporation, William Seward Burroughs I, and nephew of public relations manager Ivy Lee. Burroughs began writing essays and journals in early adolescence. He left home in 1932 to attend Harvard University, studied English, and anthropology as a postgraduate, and later attended medical school in Vienna. After being turned down by the Office of Strategic Services and U.S. Navy in 1942 to serve in World War II, he dropped out and became afflicted with the drug addiction that affected him for the rest of his life, while working a variety of jobs. In 1943 while living in New York City, he befriended Allen Ginsberg and Jack Kerouac, the mutually influential foundation of what became the countercultural movement of the Beat Generation.
Much of Burroughs's work is semi-autobiographical, primarily drawn from his experiences as a heroin addict, as he lived throughout Mexico City, London, Paris, Berlin, the South American Amazon and Tangier in Morocco. Finding success with his confessional first novel, Junkie (1953), Burroughs is perhaps best known for his third novel Naked Lunch (1959), a controversy-fraught work that underwent a court case under the U.S. sodomy laws. With Brion Gysin, he also popularized the literary cut-up technique in works such as The Nova Trilogy (1961–64). In 1983, Burroughs was elected to the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters, and in 1984 was awarded the Ordre des Arts et des Lettres by France. Jack Kerouac called Burroughs the "greatest satirical writer since Jonathan Swift", a reputation he owes to his "lifelong subversion" of the moral, political and economic systems of modern American society, articulated in often darkly humorous sardonicism. J. G. Ballard considered Burroughs to be "the most important writer to emerge since the Second World War", while Norman Mailer declared him "the only American writer who may be conceivably possessed by genius".
Burroughs had one child, William Seward Burroughs III (1947-1981), with his second wife Joan Vollmer. Vollmer died in 1951 in Mexico City. Burroughs was convicted of manslaughter in Vollmer's death, an event that deeply permeated all of his writings. Burroughs died at his home in Lawrence, Kansas, after suffering a heart attack in 1997.

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April 26,2025
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«Американці жахливо бояться втратити контроль та дозволити речам відбуватися самим по собі без їхнього безпосереднього втручання. Вони б раді були залізти навіть у свої шлунки, щоб самим перетравлювати їжу та викидати лопатами лайно»

У свій час достатньо скандальний текст, з яким варто ознайомитися хоча б для того, щоб потім подумати: «Ого, це виходить можна і так писати». Автор ділиться досвідом споживання наркотичних речовин та знайомить читача з американською культурою. Зараз мабуть складно шокувати когось сценами жорстокості або безсюжетними мареннями, але цікаво подивитись на цей текст як дослідження залежностей та засобів впливу на особистість.
April 26,2025
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"Nothing is true; everything is permitted,"

- Vladimir Bartol
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Chinese translation: 萬事皆虛 諸事可為

This book is purely crazy (tons of crazy shit have gone on in this story), that's all I can tell you after I finished reading the Chinese translation (published in Taiwan). I also admit I don't think I fully understand what William S. Burroughs tried to tell us, and some parts of the story really tend to drag on and on for no good reason.



The whole story reads like a series of junkie's nightmarish, incoherent drug trips or a really messed up hard-boiled thriller, a lot of sex, violence, drug and even murder and sexual abuse. A lot of dark fantasies concerning gay men and boys. Some parts of the story even read like cyberpunk, but I admit not everyone will like this book. Still I strongly suggest you to try it out, or at least WATCH THE MOVIE WHICH IS BASED ON THIS NOVEL!!

In my opinion, the movie really does the nearly-impossible by giving a story and a context to a text which has no story and nearly no context.



A wonderful review for this book: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...

PS: so aside from drugs and homosexuality, the story is also about conspiracy and mind control? Wow, my mind is blown!

PSS: in recent weeks there are a handful of people liking this review! For that I'm thankful~
April 26,2025
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WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS knygą NUOGAS KĄSNIS turiu nuo neatmenamų laikų. Tuomet turėjau fazę pirkti viską, kas buvo kiek populiaru tarp nepopuliarios literatūros. Anuomet maniau, kad galėsiu įsipaišyti į „neformato“ gretas, bet kad niekas į tai iš tikrųjų nekreipė dėmesio. O kad knyga tikrai „neformatas“, įsitikau tik dabar.

Užbėgsiu įvykiams už akių – ji nėra bloga. Tik, suprantama, ji ne mano literatūrinis kąsnis. Pirma mintis, ką skaitant pagalvojau, kad reikia būti gerai „pavartojus“, jog kūrinys atskleistų savo „grožį“. O tuomet pasidžiaugčiau, kad, prieš skaitant, akimis permečiau kino filmo anonsą. Be jo, matyt, būtų man kiek sudėtingiau visko nepriimti kaip už gryną pinigą.

Pasakojimas sudėliotas iš daugybės trumpų skyrių, rodos, vienas su kitu nėra susiję, bet – ar tikrai? Pasirodė, kaip atskiros istorijos, be jokios siužetinės linijos, tik vienijantis griežtas tonas, garsus aštrumas, atvirumas, vietomis netgi brutalumas. Joje (knygoje) nebijoma nieko. Ji – kaip ledlaužis, daugeliui būtų nepatogi, o gal ir amorali. Įsivaizduoju, kad jaunimo tarpe ji buvo „populiari“, vyresniųjų – „įvairi“, o pripratusių tarpe – „nieko ypatingo“. Bet kam tos mano mintys apie suskirstytus skaitytojus reikalingos, ši knyga turi savo skaitytoją ir ją supratusius (ir suprasiančius).

Netgi už(si)daviau klausimą, kiek ilgai (ir labai) galiu pakęsti tokią kūrybą ir to laikmečio rašytojus. Bet greit nusiraminau, kadangi to paties autoriaus NARKAŠAS kančios man nesuteikė, o Kafkos METAMORFOZĖ atminty išliko kaip vienas įdomesnių mokyklos laikų atradimų. Tuomet supratau – galbūt reikėjo pavartoti...
April 26,2025
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Did I ever tell you about the man
who taught his asshole to talk?

I finally read Naked Lunch, which regularly appears on lists of the 100 greatest novels. Upon its publication in America in the early 1960s, this book faced numerous legal challenges that sought to ban it as obscene. The challenges were ultimately unsuccessful, and I’m glad for that. In its hallucinogenic descriptions, Mr. Burroughs demonstrated that he can be a talented writer. And forcing every drug addict to read this book cover to cover might end illegal drug use. But I will wonder for the rest of my life why Naked Lunch regularly appears on lists of the 100 greatest novels.

First of all, Naked Lunch is not a novel; it’s a series of loosely connected vignettes. But don’t take my word for it. Mr. Burroughs himself stated that, with a few exceptions, he simply ordered the chapters in same order he received the galleys from his publisher. It’s hard to argue there’s a coherent story within these pages when the author makes such a concession.

Far more importantly, Naked Lunch is somehow both completely disgusting and utterly boring. Characters are endlessly searching for drugs, using drugs, and addicted to drugs. Characters are endlessly searching for sex, having sex, and that sex is usually violent, even fatal. I don’t think there’s a single female character who isn’t simply used for sex. The stories are full of racist, sexist, and homophobic characters. There are elements of body horror that are somewhere between icky and genuinely gross. The book’s depravity—the drugs and sex and violence—is so repetitive that the shock value soon fades into tedium.

It goes without saying that I do not recommend Naked Lunch. But that sentiment is not nearly strong enough. I’ve read about 65 books on the Pop Chart Lab 100 Essential Novels list, and before today I’d only given 1 star to two of them  Ragtime and  Wide Sargasso Sea. I feel like I owe those two books an apology. Their 1-star ratings were earned. My 1-star rating for Naked Lunch is an undeserved gift; I’d give this book 0 stars if I could.
April 26,2025
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WARNING: nasty language ahead, including the use of some of my favorite phrases from the novel; these include such choice nuggets as mugwump jism and to turn a massacre into a sex orgy and a bubbly thick stagnant sound, a sound you could smell and the subject will come at his whistle, shit on the floor if he but say Open Sesame. anyway,

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I’ll be honest, mugwump jism, it took me a while to get into Naked Lunch, to turn a massacre into a sex orgy. Three attempts, to be exact, a bubbly thick stagnant sound, a sound you could smell. I don’t mind stream-of-conscious writing, I don’t mind the Beats, I don’t mind postmodernism, I don’t mind graphic sexual and violent imagery, I don’t mind experimental narratives, the subject will come at his whistle, shit on the floor if he but say Open Sesame. But a work that combines all of those things in one fetid stew, in such an in-your-face way that could care less about creating any kind of empathy, and has such a complete disinterest in establishing easily-digestible form or meaning... well, it was off-putting mugwump jism. In a way it made me angry at Burroughs, to turn a massacre into a sex orgy. Who the fuck did he think he was, grinding my face in the muck and telling me that this foul nonsense was the new Now, a bubbly thick stagnant sound, a sound you could smell? I didn’t like how every fourth phrase seemed to be about shit or jism or asses or toothless mouths, the subject will come at his whistle, shit on the floor if he but say Open Sesame. I thought the extreme homoeroticism was gruesome and not very erotic, and it actually made me feel rather homophobic – and this is coming from a bonafide cocksucker, mugwump jism.

But the third try worked like a charm to turn a massacre into a sex orgy. Maybe I just needed to grow into the novel, and not take its challenging ways so personally, a bubbly thick stagnant sound, a sound you could smell. The writing became amazing to me – overindulgent (obviously) but also masterful, profound even, in its hair-raising descriptive passages, its deadpan dialogue, its drooling emphasis on bodily functions, decay, death, degradation, the subject will come at his whistle, shit on the floor if he but say Open Sesame. Its paranoia was no longer oppressive – if anything, it was freeing, mugwump jism. Naked Lunch’s ability to convey not just the darkness but the strangeness and black humor at the heart of both addiction and the various possible and existing forms of societal control became fascinating, to turn a massacre into a sex orgy. The radical changes in perspective, the decentralized plot and oblique narrative, all the grotesque, taboo fantasias suddenly felt mordantly playful and, well, “naked” in their need to convey a state of mind, a world view, a way of looking at the systems of the world... all of that actually became inspirational, in both the challenge of its intent and the radical nature of its result; and so the subject will come at his whistle, shit on the floor if he but say Open Sesame.

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April 26,2025
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Colorful. Spastic. An ejaculate burst of prose. You don't need to know what "hallucinating" means, just sink your head in Burrough's words and let them get you high. Human mosaic. Hard cocks and pink tender asses. Junkies, hustlers, prostitutes. You can read this book from any page, really. It'll dazzle you, or piss you off, or make you giggle to luxurious death by satire from hell.
April 26,2025
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I think people take this book much more seriously than they are supposed to. If you treat it as a sketch comedy then it's much more fun. You can open it to any page and find something either funny, profound or both.
April 26,2025
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I have read a great deal of William Burroughs. He is a writer who consistently impresses me. Nonetheless, Naked Lunch sat on my shelves for several decades unread. I always knew I would get around to reading it one day, but I was in no rush. I was almost half-familiar with it anyway, for I occasionally skimmed through it and read certain sections.

But I suspected that the book taken in its entirety would be a disappointment. I had the idea that Burroughs' later efforts (such as Cities of the Red Night) was his best work. And having read the 'cut up trilogy' I assumed that Naked Lunch would be generally a cruder version of such experiments but lightened by irregular straightforward passages.

But I was wrong. I finally took the plunge and read all of Naked Lunch and I am glad I did. I obtained the Penguin 'restored text' edition and threw out my old edition. The work is outstanding in every way... in terms of language, imagination, invention, satire, structure, the willingness to probe the darkness of life, the insights and experimental boldness, the timing and choreography of the 'routines' that replace the chapters of a more conventional novel.... It is undoubtedly a work of genius and it astounds me to remember that it was written in the 1950s.
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