Infamy

Let's get this sorted up front; don't see this.

Infamy is 90 minutes of myopic, egotistical graff' writers talking about their shit. They come from broken homes, their homies have died, they've made bad choices, they're addicted to putting fame up on bus stops and train cars. Yada yada yada. Fuck tha police and all that jazz.

I love graff' but this film isn't much of an ambassador for the culture/scene. A couple of the dudes are alright, and CLAW adds a different perspective, but overall I think they could have found more eloquent representatives to document. You just end up thinking, "this guy is a douche" and that overshadows his art in many cases. Having said that, none of the dudes profiled are all that dope to begin with. They a'ight.

The film doesn't really talk about history or techniques or styles much. It's more about personal stories from coast to coast.

Yeah, you don't need to see this. I've yet to see a really good graff' doc, but I keep watching them so you don't have to.