The decline and fall of Johnny Depp, a fall from grace.
The decline from greatness into hell and one of booze and drugs is common in Hollywood.
And a once great actor Johnny Depp fits that role perfectly.
The year was 1987.
The place Vancouver, Canada.
And that’s where a struggling actor by the name of Johnny Depp shot to stardom – in a series called 21 Jump Street.
Depp played the role of an undercover cop.
He was only 24 years old.
But already at that young age Depp showed all the signs of becoming a major Hollywood star.
It ran for four years and cemented Depp as a major heart-throb and a good actor.
Prior to getting the role in 21 Jump Street Depp had been the typical struggling actor and the usual unusual childhood shared by many actors.
He was raised in Florida and dropped out of school at age 15. He was in a series of garage bands and when he got married he became a ballpoint-pen salesman to support himself and his wife. On a visit to Los Angeles he met the actor Nicholas Cage who urged him to become an actor.
His first acting role was in a low-budget horror film, A Nightmare on Elm Street.
And it was in 1990 when he collaborated with the great director Tim Burton that he was on the road to tremendous success. His lead role in the movie Edward Scissorhands catapulted him into the Hollywood A list.
From then he got more and more demanding roles and he always delivered – often surprising the critics by his talent.
And then gradually but surely the great actor and major Hollywood personality became an ugly mess – numerous marriages, run-ins with the police and financial difficulties, took their toll.
Today Depp is dissolute, strung out on drugs and drunk an awful lot.
“So are you here to hear the truth?” asks Depp as Russell (an assistant) brings him a glass of vintage red wine. “It’s full of betrayal.”
“We move to the dining room for a three-course meal of pad thai, duck and gingerbread with berries. Depp sits at the head of the table and motions toward some rolling papers and two equal piles of tobacco and hash, and asks if I mind. I don’t. He pauses for a second. “Well, let’s drink some wine first.”
“This goes on for 72 hours.”
To get the interview the Rolling Stone reporter exchanged almost 200 e-mails for a month for the message to become clear: Come to London; Johnny Depp wants to bare his soul about his empty bank accounts.”