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Well, there's art about art, and there's art about life.
Art about life can, of course, be cloaked in metaphor, or refracted through all kinds of lenses--science fiction, fantasy, and hallucinogenic drug-addled madness among them--in fact it doesn't have to be about your life, either: just about life. Somebody's.
And yeah, I would say that, for all its phantasmagorical elements, Naked Lunch is more about Burroughs' life than it is about the books he's read. And the Rings books are more about Tolkien's feelings about the English countryside and its people than about the various Medieval sagas and eddas in which he was steeped. |
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