Mirage(1965) May 2026
Mirage is a masterclass in . It starts as a quiet mystery and evolves into a high-stakes conspiracy that feels surprisingly ahead of its time. It questions the nature of identity and the morality of scientific discovery in a way that still resonates today.
The movie kicks off with a fantastic premise: a power outage hits a skyscraper. Amidst the confusion, a prominent philanthropist falls to his death from a high floor. Mirage(1965)
If you’re looking for a smart, moody, and deeply satisfying mystery, stop scrolling and track down a copy of Mirage . Just don’t expect to have all the answers until the very last frame. Mirage is a masterclass in
The black-and-white cinematography by Joseph MacDonald is stunning. It captures a "concrete jungle" version of Manhattan that feels both massive and claustrophobic. The Verdict The movie kicks off with a fantastic premise:
Unlike modern movies that use memory loss as a cheap gimmick, Mirage uses it to build a suffocating sense of existential dread . You learn the truth exactly as Stillwell does.
The Ultimate 1960s Mind-Bender: Why You Need to Watch Mirage (1965)
Enter (played with perfect frantic energy by Gregory Peck ). He discovers he has no memory of the past two years. He doesn't know why people are trying to kill him, why he’s being followed by a mysterious "Costello," or why a woman he doesn’t recognize claims to be his lover. Why It Works
“this is alas just another film that panders to the image Thompson himself tried to shirk – the reckless buffoon that is more at home on fraternity posters than library shelves. It is a missed opportunity to take the man seriously.”
This is an excellent summary on the attitude of the seeming majority of HST ‘admirers’.
It just makes me think that they read Fear and Loathing, looked up similar stories of HST’s unhinged behaviour and didn’t bother with the rest of his work.
There is such a raw, human element of Thompsons work, showing an amazing mind, sense of humour, critical thinking and an uncanny ability to have his finger on the pulse of many issues of his time.
Booze feature prominently in most of his writing and he is always flirting with ‘the edge’, but this obsession with remembering him more as Raoul Duke and less as Hunter Thompson, is a sad reflection of most ‘fans’; even if it was a self inflicted wound by Thompson himself.