On the Ides of March, still a couple of
days behind, my follow up down the Repo Man rabbit hole was Los
Punks. Still wanted a Los Angeles punk movie. This doc fit the bill
and delivered everything I wanted.
With documentaries I don't feel you can
really judge them like you can a fictional world. Basically, if it
focuses on something interesting (or at least I find interesting) in
a coherent and compelling way, then it's a home run. That said, of
that subculture variety, this is the best one I've seen like this in
over a year.
Most ridiculous line: “Do you know
why we are here?” “Apparently someone got stabbed and they are
like dying or something” and later, same guy, to a cop shutting
down a party out the back of his business, “haters gonna hate.”
The whole thing reminded me of Paris is
Burning. PIB, filmed in the 1980s, explores the drag show culture of
New York City among the African-American, gay, Latino, and
transgender communities. LP too looks at an expressive group of
individuals that is unknown to outsiders. In both you have this
creative, inclusive community that allows the subjects an outlet that
encourages their pursuits in an adopted family-type atmosphere. Good
stuff.
The film affectionately delves into the
young Hispanic Punk scene in East and South Central Los Angelese. It
follows various youths as they go from one backyard party/concert to
the next. It also examines their day-to-days.
With everything going on in this
country these days, it’s a good doc like this one that reminds me
just how important and powerful self-expression are when the powers
that be try to silence the other. Plus, I love docs that focus on
subcultures of people that are just doing what they love doing. These
docs are the best.
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