http://www.crimetime.co.uk/Cigarettes-And-Alchohol-The-Extraordinary-Life-of-Jim-Thompson/

I’m sure I’ve told you this before, but it holds up. Mostly, I guess, because Thompson’s work holds up. He uses the word “savage” a fair bit. Hunter S. would come to do this and I can’t believe it’s a coincidence.

I needed Jim Thompson as much as I needed Hunter. Jim Thompson let me in on one of the best truths I ever learned: Redneck Backward Ass Country Fucks could be literate savages. Sometimes the only form of protest you’re allowed is your imagination. Hence, pornography. :)

I saw “Professor Marsten and the Wonder Women” on the weekend. It was a savage masterpiece. I say this a lot and this time I mean it, See This Movie. It is art about art. A fucking masterful poem of a dead squirrel dragged into the yard by a satisfied cat. Naked. On acid. With your hair on fire. Driving backward. On the sidewalk. A dagger in your teeth and the jungle looming up at the end of the block.