Part of me can’t believe I never saw this movie before, and the other part is kinda glad cuz I was able to enjoy it from a fresh perspective, as a guy born in the early 70’s, and had some kind of a framework as to what was going on in the timeframe depicted in the film (about 1982), and although I was on the west coast, I remember how hip hop was just starting to blow up, but really, I don’t, maybe I just think I do. In any event, it’s an interesting history notwithstanding.
People, paint, music, moves, and the big bam beautiful city of New York. And it wasn’t just the Bronx. It was Brooklyn, uptown, downtown, queens, staten, the whole nine, I mean, that was how you got all city, you know, you were all city if your shit was on the subways rolling on all the lines through all the boroughs and makin your name and you made that name of what they gave you and then you were christened the best. And yeah, the subway doesn’t go to Staten, but maybe you could, like, graffiti the ferry, heh? Never thought of that did you. Anyway, New York had graffiti everywhere, some good, some bad, and the artists would go to all ends to plaster their artistic visions up on the trains for all to see. This is their story.
Basically this thing is a new edition of an old classic PBS documentary from the 80’s, polished up & thrown on a dvd and given a bunch of extras; it’s all about graffiti culture and the larger emergence of the hip hop culture in general, and it wasn’t just about one race doing this that and the other. There were white boys, brown boys, yella boys and girls doin all kines of rockin and poppin and sprayin up their sigils in train yards and what have you. Yeah, I mean, mos def there were preponderances of certain demographics, but you catch my drift. Maybe.
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1 - elsa
well, you just sold me.:)