We just drove back to Texas from Florida over the last two days, a drive of 17 hours made worse by the fact that the battery needed to be replaced in Port St. Lucy.
Yesterday, as we powered through Alabama, Leo made a comment about traveling on I-10, and Easy Rider. Adult daughter Tiara asked “What is that?”
“It’s this movie with Henry Fonda,” I say.
“Peter Fonda,” Leo corrects. Easy Rider is an interesting case for writing reflections because Peter Fonda cooked up the concept and then they shot, basically without a script, using people they met on the way. It’s an interesting idea for how to spark creativity: Get yourself on location, and record.
“What happens?” Tiara wants to know.
“Well there’s these guys, hippie guys, they go on a road trip. There’s Peter Fonda and this other guy … ”
“Jack Nicholson,” I say.
“No, the other one.”
“Yeah. They made a cocaine deal. They stuff all the money in the American Flag gas tank of a chopper … ”
“A helicopter?” asks Tiara.
“No, like a motorcycle with ape hanger bars … ” Leo demonstrates. “They go east until they get shot in Alabama.”
“Flipping some guy off, one of those red neck guys.”
“Well, yeah, that’s the movie.”
“You really only have to see it once,” I chime in. “They do meet some people on a commune, and a guy who married a lady who won’t use birth control … and then they pick up Jack Nicholson but he gets killed pretty quick.”
“It’s not clear. He’s a lawyer in the movie so maybe that’s why. Or maybe it’s just the lifestyle … waking up and someone’s dead.”
Leo tells Tiara about when we were in New Orleans, when we went on the cemetery tour. The guide said when he started doing the tours, he had never seen Easy Rider. People kept mentioning it, asking about it. So he watched it, and told the story, “So they’re right here, in the cemetery, and they’ve picked up these prostitutes and Dennis Hopper is shagging this chick right here in this alcove. And then I’m like whoa, what is this, and I ask ‘how’d they get permission to shoot this in the Catholic cemetery? And then I find out the Archdiocese of New Orleans says ‘we never knew they were in here.” And that’s why to go in the cemetery now, you have to have a licensed guide, and pay an entry fee.”
Well, the movie was shot in 1969. What do you expect?
Leo loads up Easy Rider on the cell phone, the opening credits. “Get your motor running … head out on the highway … “sing Steppenwolf.
“Why are they dressed like that?” asks Tiara. “Look at that fringe on his jacket!”
“Yeah, they’re hippies,” says Leo. “Peter Fonda admitted that he couldn’t remember most of the shooting of the film.”
“Why, because he was taking so many drugs?” Tiara asks.
“Yeah,” Leo concluded.
“It was the time. That was the way it was,” I finish. “it’s lucky your parents survived it all.”
And we get the motor running. And we head out on the highway.