Exit Through the Gift Shop

Shit. I spent most of last night charging about Sheffield with imperious intensity, scattering the fragments of my dignity and drinking for the sake of drinking. Still, somewhere in the haze I managed to catch Banksy’s Exit Through the Gift Shop, a curious and enjoyable documentary that explores the elusive phenomenon of street art and the equally fascinating life of French film-maker, Thierry Guetta. I’m not convinced that’s it’s entirely a work of reality and I think it would be naive to expect Banksy to deliver a straight forward piece of work. But, speculation aside, the film is a compelling and beautiful exposition of an important street movement and the intriguing characters behind it. If you’re down for some incognito, anti-establishment malarkey, then this is going to fit you like a fucking glove.

I promise my next post will be about music…