Quick Review: Gonzo: The Life and Work of Dr. Hunter S. Thompson
July 25, 2008 7:38 pm Film Diaries - Andrew, Reviews, Film Diaries - Libby, Documentaries
2008
Director: Alex Gibney
Viewed: July 24, 2008
Format: Theatrical Print
My only previous experience with director Alex Gibney was Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room, a slick, illuminating feature with an unfortunately tittering tone. Enron slimmed down Bethany McLean and Peter Elkin’s dense chronicle of capitalism amok until it was undetectable. With Gonzo, Gibney seems to find material that works much better with his momentous and yet slightly mocking angle of attack. In this biographic sketch of “freak of letters” Hunter S. Thomspon, Gibney seems uncannily attuned to the grunting poetics of Thompson’s typewriter, if a bit superficially dazzled by the man’s insights. Johnny Depp assists with ripe narration of the journalist’s words, which spatter into the film accompanied by crude, quirky visuals (occasionally far too literalist). Gibney mostly shies from anything mournful; even Thompson’s suicide is addressed with a minimum of schmaltz. The portrait that emerges depicts a cowboy of social consciousness, the second coming of Mark Twain soured by aimlessness and self-doubt. Gonzo offers no trenchant revelations, and the relentless “It’s Happening Again” political flourishes undercut its subtler intentions. Still, the films serves as a sort of flamboyant, seductive crash course that will inspire newcomers—including myself—to seek out Thompson’s work.
July 25th, 2008 at 10:12 pm
“The Edge… There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. The others- the living- are those who pushed their luck as far as they felt they could handle it, and then pulled back, or slowed down, or did whatever they had to when it came time to choose between Now and Later. But the edge is still Out there. Or maybe it’s In. The association of motorcycles with LSD is no accident of publicity. They are both a means to an end, to the place of definitions.” –From “Hells Angels” by Hunter S. Thompson
Not a newcomer to Thompson, I enjoyed the movie immensely, happy that Hunter was and is always the intelligent yet slightly crazy prophet in the corner, telling the truth…his own way.