Last night, I went to the West LA premier of Exit Through the Gift Shop at the Landmark Theater.
Aside from the fact that the shakey hand held camera shots and the out of focus blur that lasts the entire lenght of the film made me vomit (no, seriously...worse than Blair Witch Project, at last for me), I liked the film.
It avoided both extreme pitfalls that a film about graffiti could have fallen into. It wasn't over conceptualized &/or Social Anthropologized and, it didn't wind up being an X-treme sport &/or tough graf guy clip montage.
But seriously, does anyone really believe that Thierry Guetta isn't Banksy himself or at least a fictitious character conceived of by him?