Director David Cronenberg (The Fly) deserves a heap of credit for even attempting to lens William S. Burroughs’ 1959 novel. Ostensibly an examination of addiction and the creative process, Lunch is a profane, mind-bending, Homer — by — way — of — de Sade epic. The author’s cooperation went a long way toward making Cronenberg’s streamlined retelling more linear, if not always lucid. Their shared affinity for droll horror is wrought in a burnished noir, its eye-popping colors suggesting a graphic novel come to life. EXTRAS For those who lack the patience to sit through Cronenberg and Weller’s exhaustive commentary, the featurette ”Naked Making Lunch” is a sort of CliffsNotes for the gnarly narrative.