Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

I've always loved this film. It's a very colourful and charged audiovisual realization of Hunter Thompson's work. For decades, authors and documentary-makers have analyzed Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (both the book and the movie) and still there remain things unsaid about this weird little account of a small chapter in time and space. The drug aspect, unfortunately, will repel most viewers because it's so prevalent. But if you take it as just one condition of the characters' lives at the time, you cease to be destracted by it. You see that the film isn't about drugs but about dashed hopes and the pain of having to move on with your life after you realize that the American Dream is dead.