For No Good Reason Page #6
is very admirable to me,
'cause in an odd way it's what we're
thinking at the back of our heads
but aren't capable
of getting it out.
These guys have
the kind of minds that
that comes out of them.
I mean, look at Ralph
as a person.
You never met
a warmer, generous...
He is not his paintings.
I don't know.
Everything's here
except the guns.
Guns?
Everything's
here except the guns.
He can hardly walk.
Yeah.
They must be in the car.
does his shooting. He likes to shoot.
And that's where
we set up the target.
Six.
When it stays open,
it's empty, see?
Yeah. Right.
Understand?
Yes.
Okay.
Just about.
Wow.
So he comes forward
and he was quite trembly
by this time and...
Two, three, four,
five, six, seven.
Here I go.
And he goes...
Bam! Bam! Barn! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Empties six rounds,
you see, like that.
There,
you cut his head off.
I said, "Well, William,
you've missed," you know.
They all went through his neck, you see.
So he said...
He's dead, man.
One of the privileges
working with Hunter
they were perverse
in many ways
and yet incredibly honest.
I think what
attracted me to them
was the fact that
they were honest writers,
writing about real things
that they
actually experienced.
So in some ways one would say
they were journalist-writers.
Hmm.
They wrote about
what happened to them.
Yeah.
Isn't it awful?
It's awful.
And look how I look, as though
I'm, you know, in control.
Exactly.
And I'm not.
How many copies
of this got out?
About four million.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Christ, he always puts me
down in this terrible way.
I'm shutting this off for a
minute 'cause I'm pissed off.
So, Ralph, was that the last
time you saw Hunter, at Owl Farm?
Yes, that was the last time. That was...
That was October...
September, October, 2004.
I had one blowup
today in my pants, and this is
- another blowup!
- Stop it.
So you keep doing it...
Stop it.
Don't do that. STEADMAN:
Please don't shout about it.
Well, I don't come into your house
and copy all your f***ing drawings
and then take them out
and run away with me, do I?
I'm not doing that.
Go on! F***ing well do
something, for Christ's sake!
You miserable son of a b*tch. What
the hell are you trying to do?
Sitting here in
this goddamn place!
I think
Ralph loved Hunter
and was hoping that Hunter would
be something he couldn't be,
a little more responsible
and a little more careful
and a little more generous.
Day one. The English
artist Ralph Steadman
sets off with a BBC film
crew for Aspen, Colorado,
to meet an old friend.
commentary was so great.
It was like, you know,
jealous brothers,
Mick or something like that,
that just, you know,
was gonna blow apart.
What I had
presented myself as
was a ready answer
to all your problems.
And I took it quite readily, and
that's why you illustrated the book.
It wasn't the only reason,
Hunter. It wasn't the only reason.
No one would have noticed it had
it not been for my illustrations.
No one.
What you're saying,
Ralph, is that
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
would not have been a...
The success it was.
...a success if it hadn't
been illustrated by you?
Yeah. Yeah, absolutely.
Yeah, that's the story,
in fact.
was the story of my resentment,
my burning
desperate resentment.
That explains a lot,
doesn't it?
Yeah.
I think in Hunter's
heart, he loved Ralph.
Ralph was
a brother to Hunter.
Uh, and they were two
wonderful characters
and they had a great
collaboration and friendship.
tend to break apart,
especially when you've got
irascible personalities
and particularly
when you have, you know,
Hunter's, you know, problem
with drink and drugs.
You don't care?
I do care, actually.
You know that, Hunter,
but it's been
a f***ing hard ride
for all sorts of reasons.
Who do you wanna beat on?
Oh, for f***'s sake.
Hang on. I'm gonna
stop this thing now,
'cause I can't
talk to you like this.
Yeah, you get out of here.
What?
I'm starting to feel queer.
Oh, Christ.
He just realized
this was the death of fun.
There was no more fun.
And the idea of going into
an old people's home,
Hunter S. Thompson in
an old people's home,
can you imagine?
And he said, "I can't bear
the idea, Ralph.
"I've got this awful
image in my mind of
"me sitting there
strapped into the wheelchair."
They'd
have to strap him in.
Couldn't keep
him in it.
They'd strap him
in the wheelchair.
And he couldn't move.
And he could see out of
the corner of his eye,
there was an old crone
and she was crawling
and he knew, instinctively,
she was going to
fondle his balls.
His wife, Anita, went
off to the health club
and she rang and said,
"Hi, honey."
And then there was
a certain faraway sound,
as though she wasn't
necessarily up to the phone,
when he put the gun in his
mouth and pulled the trigger.
And that was it.
Now, his son thought
he heard a book drop.
'Cause it goes like that.
Quite ironic, really,
when you think.
Yeah.
Yeah, well, it was kind
of that. He sort of...
The way I... Same thing, the
way I came to terms with it
was that this was
a man who dictated
the way he was
gonna live his life.
He was most certainly gonna
dictate the way he left.
Yeah.
And he did, you know.
He did exactly
that, yeah.
So...
It's sad, really.
Very.
I did love Hunter
and I miss him quite a lot.
Uh...
Rather a lot, actually.
Because he took away, when he
did what he did to himself,
he took with him
the raison d'tre for the
kind of work we did together.
It was the finality of it
that perhaps is the most
shocking part for me.
Because that's what
happens to everything.
It disappears eventually.
JOE PETROL A lot of people
want a piece of Ralph's art,
and Ralph holds onto
most of his originals,
because he just does
not want to let them go.
And this way somebody can get a
piece of Ralph's original artwork.
Yeah, they are original.
Each one is an original.
And each one's an original because
I sign each one separately
and number it
out of an edition.
So that becomes the edition,
and the edition can be worth
quite a lot of money.
I'm a printmaker
and we sell prints
to, you know, Ralph's
collectors all over the world.
It gives me
a feeling of hope that,
you know,
I can keep the original
and I can still make money.
But I don't think that
it's good for me, in a way.
Because it
represses my spirit,
my natural spirit,
to just do another drawing.
And I think there's
something about that
which perhaps I don't like,
the idea that I'm not only
gonna sign this once
and then maybe twice,
or do the same drawing twice,
I'm gonna sign 800 of them.
Gonzo will not die.
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