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The Good Doctor 

Just ran across this DVD release titled Breakfast With Hunter - a documentary about legendary gonzo journalist Hunter S. Thompson. Media Underground has a review by George T. Mortimer. Here's an excerpt:
One wonderful example of his reluctance to accept needless pretence is during the aforementioned meeting he has with director Alex Cox and screenwriter Tod Davies. Cox and Davies had initially been commissioned to write and direct the film Fear & Loathing In Las Vegas, but were subsequently replaced by Terry Gilliam when Thompson got wind that they wanted to include unimaginative cartoon sequences in the movie which would, among many other terrible things, directly plagiarise Ralph Steadman's work.

From the moment Cox and Davies are filmed arriving at Owl Farm, their lack of sincerity is clearly apparent. Cox tries in vain to humour what he wrongly assumes is a crazy old crank, only to be verbally torn apart and ridiculed by an exceptionally quick-witted Thompson. Tod Davies on the other hand appears like a disgusted man-hating lesbian, who looks as though she doesn't even want to be in the close vicinity of this wild beast.

"You've never liked cartoons have you," asks a smarmy and pretentious looking Cox, "even as a youth?"

"No," replies Thompson. "Should I have? Have I suffered from it? Do I look like I'm fucking deprived?"

"It seems odd though," continues Cox, "and ironic, that your great literary work, Fear & Loathing In Las Vegas, has become associated with cartoons."

"In your mind perhaps," explains Thompson.

"No," objects Cox, "with the popular mind I think..."

Cox doesn't even get a chance to finish his sentence before the Good Doctor butts in: "Well fuck the popular mind! I didn't write this for the popular mind!"

The advantage to being seemingly insane is that people alwyas underestimate you. Go Hunter!!
That's a great story. Waiting for more. »
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