Documentary with movie morality.
Definitely a movie for those interested. However, it cannot be said that the audience of the film will be divided into “black” and “white”, here, you know, just an interesting temka.
The very fact that a big man from the world of street art turned out to be extremely diversified is captivating and not discouraging. In fact, the question “Why paint the walls and not only?” Pops up every time you see clumsy doodles on vertical surfaces under the open sky. For the idea. Here we have the gurus of Western Street - art, talking in an amateur chamber, explaining "why."
The film is similar to a layer cake, from which the gourmet removes layer after layer, and under each one - “stuffing”! The ridiculous dude with sideburns turned out to be not just an “obsessed observer”, fanaticism in this matter did a good job. And if you think about it: Banksy himself edited the materials of the “madman” into a full-fledged film. But it turned out a film about street art in general and ideological Thierry in particular. Big Banksy himself is only a big “puzzle” in the huge picture of the review of this art, captured on videotape. Yummy! Suddenly! is not it?
And if you unfold this "pie" to the end, but really in the queens here - crazy Tyeri, because "people shaval" his pseudo-art. The period that for many artists is called the search for oneself - for Tieri was a period of observation. He simply outgrew this period, being an ideological theorist, and understood what he needed. While Banksy shows people the horror of Guantanamo, such as Thierry, standing on his shoulders, will mow down the money. And always will be.
But how pleasant it is that there are such responsive people as the Cosmic Invader or the same Banksy, who have led the hand to the art of ideological usurers. Tieri will drink a glass of red for them, and we, connoisseurs and devourers of art, will attend such exhibitions - blind imitations and extracts from the ideas of the bearers of contemporary art. This is not insulting, because we will never know about it. That is life.
One last thing: Tieri made money and became a recognized art worker, and one of his teachers, the Space Invader, has already been making pixel pictures for half his life. So life is a movement, only some move their brains, while others clap their ears.
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