I beg to differ. Coming across this movie on TV, I found it impossible to turn the channel. CLC himself is a sweet natured sort that seems all too rare these days, especially in documentaries and reality shows, where people seem to have their own personal scriptwriters and drama coaches.
Something about the film was completely compelling. It's the tale of a man's own personal journey and a sub-culture that (unlike every other one in America) hasn't yet been ruthlessly exploited. In a land where geekiness is finally co-opted as cool and tattoos and piercings are now boringly conformist, CLC ploughs his own furrow without a map (if I'm allowed to mix metaphors).
Thoroughly enjoyable and life-affirming. You don't have to take it so seriously, folks. And the best butter scene since Last Tango in Paris.
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