I think I was run through the whole emotional spectrum during that Banksy movie, and now, I’m actually feeling somewhat disillusioned.
Mild “spoilers” warning.
Exit Through the Gift Shop offered a fascinating look into the counterculture, turned almost commoditised world of street art, and more so, the rise of Thierry Guetta, from lovably creepy videotaping voyeur to derivative “street artist”, making a mockery of the craft in the process!
Or am I overreacting, and was the whole “documentary” simply a mockumentary? Considering the layers of irony that riddled the movie, I find it hard to rule it out, but, looking beyond all that, I loved every minute of it, and will be paying a lot more attention to what I once thought were the random scribblings that littered the walls, and the derogatory connotations that came with the word “graffiti”.
A fantastic way to welcome in the Sydney Film Festival for 2010! As a self-proclaimed, quasi-movie buff, I am somewhat embarrassed to say, that was my first time at the Sydney Film Festival, but rest assured, I’ve already got tickets to 5 other movies, and don’t expect to lose my Event Cinemas George Street mayorship anytime soon.
And on that note, it’s sad that the Banksy Badge wasn’t on offer >.<