Remembering Dennis Hopper

Remembering Dennis Hopper

Dennis Hopper was an easy and uneasy rider. He never stopped living an original life–rough, tough, dangerous, defying the odds–and on his own terms.


Dennis Hopper was an easy and uneasy rider. Much will be written about him in these next days–as an actor and a director and a rebel. My memories of Dennis are as a loving father, a man with an eye for art, a fine photographer– and a man who was a loyal friend of my mother in good and not-so-good times (and vice-versa).


Dennis was a man unmortgaged to the Hollywood that had launched him as the rebellious young man. He never stopped living an original life–rough, tough, dangerous, defying the odds–and on his own terms.


This past March, Dennis celebrated getting his star on Hollywood Boulevard. The high point of the ceremony was Viggo Mortensen’s speech. We publish it now to celebrate Dennis Hopper–the easy and uneasy rider.


–Katrina vanden Heuvel


Viggo Mortensen:

DENNIS HOPPER (on the occasion of receiving a star on Hollywood Boulevard, March 26, 2010.)
Dennis Hopper has come to be considered by many a legendary and legendarily-eccentric director and actor in the movie business. In the short attention spans of most moviegoers and critics, he is someone who has seemed to regularly rise out of the ashes of self-inflicted chaos, surprising us with his originality and wit as an artist, and defying the odds by somehow staying alive physically and professionally. I think he would be the first to admit that this is not an entirely inaccurate perception of his career. In the public’s cultural consciousness, increasingly dependent on celebrity-driven and disposable story-telling and performance, Dennis has seemed to vanish for long periods of time, as far as many people were concerned. Although he might also jokingly agree with that notion, to those who have known and valued him as an artist and as a man over the years, he has never vanished, never stopped asking questions, never stopped searching for and finding inspiration in work and life.


Dennis is my friend. We met while working on a movie called "The Indian Runner" some twenty years ago. Short-lived friendships are mostly the norm in the movie business–it seems to go with the transient, stop-start nature of our jobs, the traveling, and the physical separations involved. There are people you get to know very well during a brief, intense period of work, and often do not see again for years as your individual careers and lives meander in their various directions. If and when you do see each other again you often find that what originally connected you so strongly has mostly withered away somehow. That did not happen with Dennis and me, and it has not been the case with his many other friends. We have continued to share a mutual curiosity about not only movie story-telling, but also in regard to photography, painting, and a generally artistic way of living life–that is, an interest in remaining consistently present and open to all kinds of inspiration. Aside from being a complete and fertile artist, Dennis has, most importantly, remained a constant source of ideas, inspiration, and humor for his friends and colleagues. This positive influence has manifested itself in his unceasing interest in people and their behavior, in the unpredictability of life–an openness that has often involved changing his mind and letting go of pre-conceived notions regarding art and morality in his life, and in the lives of others. Like any true artist, he has continually learned from, suffered over, and, as frequently as possible, laughed at his own mistakes and apparent dead-ends. He keeps himself honest, and he keeps those around him honest. "Why do you say that?", "Where did that come from?", "Who did it first?", "Why does it matter?", "Maybe I’m wrong.", "I love you"–these are some of the phrases likely to come out of his mouth at any time. His candor and essential modesty inspire fearlessness in others. As much as he deserves this star on Hollywood Boulevard and the many other professional honors he has received, it is this ability to instill a degree of fearlessness and wonder that sets him apart as an artist and as a friend.

Dennis Hopper was born in Dodge City, Kansas. Perhaps the finest and most honest poet that state has produced was William Stafford. In a 1971 interview he once said something that could have come straight from Dennis: "I keep following this sort of hidden river of my life, you know, whatever the topic or impulse which comes, I follow it along trustingly. And I don’t have any sense of its coming to a kind of crescendo, or of its petering out either. It is just going steadily along."

As regards being honest and inspiring fearlessness goes, among Stafford’s 50 or 60 volumes of poetry can be found this short poem I would like to dedicate to Dennis in closing:

For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid

There is a country to cross you
will find in the corner of your eye, in the quick slip of your foot–
air far down, a snap that might have caught. And maybe for you, for
me, a high, passing voice that finds its way by being afraid. That
country is there, for us, carried as it is crossed. What you
fear will not go away: it will take you into yourself and bless you
and keep you. That’s the world, and we all live there.

Thank you, Dennis.

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