Hunter S. Thompson: The Man, The Myth, The Multiple Movie Cash Ins

*This blog post was originally written as an article for The Mancunion student newspaper*


‘Hell, if somethin’s worth doing, it’s worth doing right.’ This is an incontrovertible mantra, and one which was espoused by father of modern journalism Dr Hunter S. Thompson on many occasions, not just in his writing career but in his daily practicionings as an avid consumer of drugs and carefree inventor of semi-plausible-sounding words (such as the one back there I just made up). Hunter Stockton Thompson did not lead an ‘Ordinary Life’, as the titles of his many lurid confessional travel books (Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Generation of Swine) might suggest, and his death was no subtle affair either; having blown his brains out with a 44. Magnum in front of his beloved portable IBM Scelectric typewriter, his incinerated remains were fired from a cast iron 18th century cannon and out into the Coloradan mountains by actor Johnny Depp.

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It was that same scoundrel of the seven screens that portrayed the Good Doctor in the most successful feature film to depict him on screen, Terry Gilliam’s adaptation of the aforementioned Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, which became the best cult movie about druggies since Easy Rider. It’s probably better in fact, given the decades of separation between the central issues of the Vietnam war and the wildly irrational war against drugs  which, after enough time had passed, seemed so chaotically, pitifully futile.

Depp’s shameless showcasing of every single possible stage of depraved, narcotic-dependent madness is masterful – one cannot tire of it. In fact, the only thing he missed out was the constant indulgence in egotistical mania that came with Hunter Thompson’s genius storytelling, perhaps the man’s only vice (after chain-smoking, bourbon, rum, cannabis, cocaine and LSD). Benicio Del Toro’s performance as Raoul Duke’s (this was one of Thompson’s many real life code names) bloated, homicidal lawyer Dr Gonzo is even more memorable and indeed more quotable than Depp’s. What many don’t know is that the character was based on a friend of Thompson’s called Oscar Zeta Acosta, a free living attorney who went missing at some point during the summer of 1974. Subsequently, he became the fall guy for all of Thompson’s law breaking misdeeds.

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Onto The Rum Diary, another film adaptation about Hunter S Thompson’s life based off of one of another one of his vaguely autobiographical novellas which also happens to star Johnny Depp as the Gonzfather. This film sucks the life out of all that was good and (more or less) true about Hunter’s first foray into fictional writing. It is soulless. It is unfunny. It also doesn’t benefit from cameos or on-set contributions provided by Hunter on Fear and Loathing. Thompson had killed himself by this point and ship captain Bruce Robinson, in his attempt to rekindle the Gonzo spirit and also relive his own heady days as the writer/director of Withnail and I, failed to raise a glass to the legend or a smile amongst the audience. Johnny Depp is also terrible. Not quite as bad as Depp in the Rum Diary but nowhere near as good as Depp in Fear and Loathing is Bill Murray, who took on an exaggerated looney toon version of the author in Where the Buffalo Roam, which was the first movie about Thompson and which was set during his decade-long stint as a grapefruit addict/investigative journalist for Rolling Stone magazine. It’s an awfully overstated film , but then again so was the life of its subject.


Hunter Thompson saw many things, and through his writing he encouraged an entire generation to see things differently. Politics, war, terrorism, sport and drugs were his main interests, and as he rose to the pinnacle of his very own revolutionary brand of ‘Gonzo’ journalism (basically what the  Vice news network is), he stammered and hammered his way into a variety of elitist circles that no other booze-crazed sex fiend will ever find themselves in again. He got beaten up by Mohammed Ali one time. If that incident isn’t deserving of a film then, really, what is? Now all Thompson requires for a proper send-off  is a two hour, off-the-chain biopic starring  Sam Rockwell (the Rum Diary days) and J.K Simmons (the later years). Directed by Nicolas Winding Refn. And written by Charlie Kaufman. Because hell, if something’s worth doing…

For fans of the non-fictional figure, it’s worth checking out Fear and Loathing in Gonzovision on YouTube, an intriguing – and rather sobering – on the road BBC documentary following a reclusive Hunter Thompson towards the end of his writing prime.

Stay safe. Stay free. Eat your Vitamin-C.


  1. I’m intrigued by this Gonzovision documentary you speak of.

    1. Watch it. I found it a little sad at times, his lifestyle was clearly taking a toll on him, but it’s still interesting and has flashes of brilliance from Thompson. I also just watched a dramatisation of the last hours leading up to his suicide – it was a pile of crap, unfortunately.

      1. I saw that Final 24 episode and was very disappointed.

        Something like that is to be expected from his later years and the decline is evident in his writing. It reminds me of the old saying about candles burning twice as bright.

        Thanks again for the recommendation.

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