No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.
-Dr. Hunter S. Thompson
Today I saw "Gonzo: The Life and Work of Hunter S. Thompson." It was a twisted, deranged romp through the most successful journalist ever to dive over the edge of chemically induced madness.Through archive footage, a great many conspirators, enemies, friends, loved ones and employers the insane tapestry of this modern day Mark Twain is pieced together. From his romping with and eventual stomping from the Hell's Angels, to his run for Sherriff of Aspen under the Freak Power ticket (he almost won), to working for Rolling Stone as a political contributor, to his inevitable self-inflicted implosion, his brilliance is splashed across the screen like some sort of acid-induced money shot.
The Midtown Landmark Theatre is perfect for this sort of spectacle. I went high, of course. To not do so would be a great insult to the man's memory. I grabbed a couple of beers there and a bag of popcorn and laughed with a few other good souls.
The documentary was poignant, though, elaborating on the foul similarities between that bastard Nixon and our current Son of a Bitch in Chief.
10/10
2 comments:
Ah, man, I would love to see that. Any idea how long it's playing?
And I give you much thanks for introducing me to Dr. Gonzo thru Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas way back when we lived in filth together at UGA. My life is definitely richer for it.
I don't know how long it's playing and I wouldn't be surprised if today is the last day, as it's been there for 2 weeks today. If it's still there tomorrow you may have another week. Matinees at the Midtown Landmark Theatre is only $6 if you can get there before 6pm.
Dr. Gonzo has a way of infecting the thinking man's head. In a time where journalism is lazy and tiresome, he was crazy sonofabitch dousing himself in gasoline and plunging himself headlong into the inky abyss that is our modern political landscape.
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