There’s Vincent Vega of Pulp Fiction, with his roll-your-own cigarettes, bolo tie, and love of 50s nostalgia.
Carl Showalter from Fargo, the mustachioed, turtlenecked and neurotic thug who throws in a Clockwork Orange reference while chatting up an escort.
Speaking of A Clockwork Orange, Alexander from that movie would classify as a dangerous hipster, with his dandified outfits, cane, modernist bedroom decoration, and passion for classical music.
What other dangerous dudes (villains or heroes) from fiction are also known for their unique sense of style?
Another person I thought of is Revolver Ocelot from the Metal Gear Solid games. Immaculately dressed with a dark green trenchcoat and vest, long gray hair and mustache, cowboy boots, spurs and classic revolver.
Even as a young man in Snake Eater he was extremely stylish (picture.) He wore red gloves and an extremely dapper scarf. I can’t remember if he started wearing spurs before or after he started using the revolver. Christ, that guy is badass.
Well I wouldn’t want to be around that doofus hipster Kramer from “Seinfeld” for too long. Something horrible always happens to whomever he is associated with.
Quintessential dangerous hipster Dennis Hopper, at peak with Billy in Easy Rider, and Frank Booth in Blue Velvet. With all roles as himself in real life.
I think Huggy Bear is dangerous because you have no idea what he is or isn’t capable of. And he’s well-connected. It’s not so much that he hasn’t killed anyone, as that the viewer has no idea.
Not sure how much of a hipster Frank Booth was. He did like Pabst Blue Ribbon, which is the cheap beer of choice at every hipster party I’ve ever been to, but I don’t know if it had that hip status when the movie was made. I think, actually, that the choice of PBR was to indicate how crude and unrefined Booth was.
Oh, no, Hon, I assure you, when the movie came out, it was a hipster aside here in NC then. Well, with us dirt poor hipsters, back in the day. Mostly though, he was a huffin’ hipster, and, a rather old hipster. Old hipsters have a nice patina, dontcha think?
But that’s why the hipsters like it. Because they’re oh so crude and unrefined, too. Keeping it real, all that sort of thing. Except when it comes to matters of music.
I just watched this tonight, but I missed the reference. All I remember was him asking the escort if she had ever been to the “celebrity room” or something before. Then he asked if her work was interesting. Cut to Buscemi’s O-Face and an angry Shep Proudfoot.
