Exit Through the Gift Shop

I have just watched the best documentary ever made. Actually, it's been about a day since I watched Exit Through the Gift Shop but I'm still constantly thinking about it. For the entire length of the film there was so much brain candy getting stuffed into my stupid face that I'm having trouble figuring out how to describe this thing without going off on thirty different tangents.


The movie is unbelievable, and I mean that in the literal sense. Even though there's plenty of proof that it's (mostly) legitimate, there are a lot of people who don't believe that even a sliver of Exit Through the Gift Shop is real, that many of the characters in the movie are fabrications, and this only serves to make the film more interesting, because the creators would have to be painfully self-aware of themselves and wicked clever in order to pull this off.


Also, it's worth watching this movie simply for the street art. There is so much beautiful crap in this movie that you won't even care about all the high-concept bullshit going on.