Here's an interesting read we found on word & film about the good Doctor. Enjoy
by Brian Kevin
I live in a village of 2,000 people on the Maine coast where our single, nonprofit movie theater has just one screen, shows each film for three or four days, and charges $3.50 for popcorn. The staff works valiantly to bring in indie flicks, foreign films, and documentaries, but we won't likely be seeing "For No Good Reason," the now-playing, limited-release documentary about the life and work of Ralph Steadman, who famously illustrated the work of "gonzo journalist" Hunter S. Thompson. And that's a shame, because the English artist Steadman - who's a deserved documentary subject in his own right - tends to reflect on his friend and co-conspirator in a way that's refreshingly candid and free from bullshit mythologizing. This is not something you can say about every Thompson-related film project.
Hollywood has a complicated relationship with Hunter S. Thompson, and I have a complicated relationship with Thompson's relationship to Hollywood. On the one hand, movies did for Thompson what they often do for authors, bringing new audiences to his work, giving him a late-career shot in the arm with Terry Gilliam's 1998 adaptation of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. I'm among those who first picked up Thompson's books after watching Johnny Depp's comic portrayal of Raoul Duke, Thompson's alter ego, while stoned in my dorm room.