This Made My Day: Letter From Hunter S. Thompson

17 09 2009

Rum Diary

Hunter S. Thompson not only ranked alongside Clint Eastwood as one of the biggest bad-assess this side of the 20th century, but the guy was also an amazing writer and journalist, so much so that his work has been turned into two movies thus far (Where The Buffalo Roam, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas) with a third one on the way next year, The Rum Diary starring Johnny Depp, Aaron Eckhart, Amber Heard and Richard Jenkins. While the latter may finally be happening (the film is in post-production now), it took forever to get started, the original idea for the film floating around back when Thompson was still alive in 2005 and, apparently, he was none too happy with the delays.

The website LettersofNote (found via FilmDrunk, who I must thank) has published a letter from Thompson to Holly Sorensen, a production executive at The Shooting Gallery, the studio originally heading up the project. Now, when I say “none too happy with the delays” I am underselling it a bit. What I should say is “pissed-the-fuck-off”. You can read the letter after the jump, and it is only made better if you read it with Hunter’s voice inside your head. Enjoy.

WARNING: Not for the faint of heart or easily offended.

Dear Holly,

Okay, you lazy bitch, I’m getting tired of this waterhead f’ckaround that you’re doing with The Rum Diary.

We are not even spinning our wheels aggresivly. It’s like the whole Project got turned over to Zombies who live in cardboard boxes under the Hollywood Freeway… I seem to be the only person who’s doing anything about getting this movie Made. I have rounded up Depp, Benicio Del Toro, Brad Pitt, Nick Nolte & a fine screenwriter from England, named Michael Thomas , who is a very smart boy & has so far been a pleasure to talk to & conspire with…

So there’s yr. f’cking Script & all you have to do now is act like a Professional & Pay him. What the hell do you think Making a Movie is all about? Nobody needs to hear any more of that Gibberish about yr. New Mercedes & yr. Ski Trips & how Hopelessly Broke the Shooting Gallery is…. If you’re that f’cking Poor you should get out of the Movie Business. It is no place for Amateurs & Dilletants who don’t want to do anything but “take lunch” & Waste serious people’s Time.

F’ck this. We have a good writer, we have the main parts casted & we have a very marketable movie that will not even be hard to make….

And all you are is a g’ddamn Bystander, making stupid suggestions & jabbering now & then like some half-bright Kid with No Money & No Energy & no focus except on yr. own tits…. I’m sick of hearing about Cuba & Japs & yr. Yo-yo partners who want to change the story because the violence makes them Queasy.

Sh’t on them. I’d much rather deal with a Live asshole than a Dead worm with No Light in his Eyes…. If you people don’t want to Do Anything with this movie, just cough up the Option & I’ll talk to someone else. The only thing You’re going to get by quitting and curling up in a Fetal position is relentless Grief and Embarrassment. And the one thing you won’t have is Fun…

Okay, That’s my Outburst for today. Let’s hope that it gets Somebody off the dime. And if you don’t Do Something QUICK you’re going to Destroy a very good idea. I’m in the mood to chop yr. fucking hands off.




Personally, my favorite part about the letter is the fact that Hunter sent copies of it to Johnny Depp, Benicio Del Toro, Michael Thomas, Nick Nolte and some guy named Shapiro. Apparently, he was really proud of this, as he should be. How many letters have you read that end in “I’m in the mood to chop yr. fucking hands off.”

Rest in Peace Hunter.





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