Songs of the Doomed, by Hunter S. Thompson, is not a book that should be casually picked up by someone who is eager to deeply explore his work. Even though it is a sort of "best of" compilation of his published writing endeavors, the collection is highly uneven.
On the other hand, if you are a die-hard HST fan, well-acquainted with his body of work, it can be a rather enjoyable book. It is organized in chronological order, which has the wonderful effect of bringing back vivid memories of his greater literary achievements.
I personally had a great time delving into these stories, which are filled with the typical HST humor and sharp wit. His unique writing style and perspective shine through each and every piece, making it a truly engaging read for those who appreciate his brand of journalism and literature.
Quite possibly the greatest final sentence in any book ever. This simple yet profound statement holds a certain allure. It makes one wonder which book could have such a remarkable concluding line. Could it be a classic novel that has stood the test of time? Or perhaps a modern masterpiece that has left an indelible mark on its readers? The possibilities are endless. A great final sentence has the power to sum up the entire essence of a book in just a few words. It can leave the reader with a sense of closure, while also inspiring further thought and reflection. It is a literary device that can make or break a book. When done well, it can elevate the work to new heights and ensure its place in the annals of literature.
Disjointed and eclectic, this hodgepodge of essays, articles, and short stories gives the impression of being as chaotic as one can only imagine the inside of Thompson's mind truly was. Spanning over several years, perhaps even decades, one can trace his gradual descent into an increasingly muddled dementia-like state, which is part of the poignancy. 'America' serves as the unifying topic of discussion in this collection, yet Thompson himself emerges as the tragic hero. As he slowly loses control of the mental faculties that once made his writing so vivid and immediate, we witness his downfall with a sense of both sadness and fascination. The disjointed nature of the pieces reflects the fragmented state of his mind, and the eclectic mix of styles and subjects adds to the overall sense of chaos. It is a powerful and disturbing collection that offers a unique glimpse into the mind of a troubled genius.