I wrote another blog entry for the increasingly popular Denver advertising/marketing/pr/design blog The Denver Egotist about Gonzo Imperial Porter and the new Hunter S. Thompson documentary.
I saw the documentary last night, and aside from a few bad bluescreening moments, it’s spectacular. People interviewed for the film include Juan Thompson (Hunter’s son), Jimmy Carter, George Stranahan (Flying Dog’s main owner), Pat Buchanan, and a bunch of other people.
Here’s the beginning, but you’ll have to clik the link above to read it all:
“We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like, “I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should drive . . .“And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about 100 miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas.”
The above quote is the opening to Hunter S. Thompson’s Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, and in my mind one of the greatest introductory paragraphs to any piece of writing. It’s all about Hunter’s pursuit of the American Dream, whatever that is. And today is Hunter S. Thompson’s birthday, and what better way to honor his life than by writing about the beer that was inspired by him directly?
