Exit Through the Gift Shop (2010) - by Faro

Banksy was there, sitting next to me, sharing my popcorn… he laughed at strange moments, but overall seemed to have a good time. So did I.

The message was clear:

Art is the greatest lie ever told, but only if you pay for it.

Too bad you had to purchase a ticket to figure that out.

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We welcome you back to RAW… sorry for the silence, we lost the thread momentarily. Fortunately a little crack-head kitten helped us find it, and now we have the whole ball of multi-colored yarn back in our hands. Now if we could just find a decent knitting pattern…

Final thoughts of this review are by my friend F.T. Marinetti… from 1909.

MANIFESTO OF FUTURISM :

Museums, cemeteries! Truly identical in their sinister juxtaposition of bodies that do not know each other. Public dormitories where you sleep side by side forever with beings you hate or do not know. Reciprocal ferocity of the painters and sculptors who murder each other in the same museum with blows of line and color.