Judge David Johnson thinks crack is whack. And so are these discs.
When I found out I was getting two discs called Crackheadz Gone Wild, I was at first very excited. How crazy and funny and zany that all sounded. You see, a couple of guys take their video camera around the streets of New York, filming a random assortment of, well, crackheads doing their thing, whatever that may be. Sounded kind of funny to me. Then again, I just think the word "crackhead" in itself is funny.
But then I started thinking about it. The more I considered the purpose of the discs, the more uneasy I became. These were, after all, real people, besieged by a real drug, and living a shell of an existence on the cold concrete of a largely apathetic city. Perhaps I was taking this too seriously, and these DVDs wouldn't be as disturbing as my conscience was telling me.
So what's the verdict?
Yeah, these discs are pretty bad. When I look back on my initial impression of the discs, I don't know specifically what I was thinking would be so hilarious about the concept to begin with. Basically, a couple of anonymous filmmakers take to the streets with their equipment and capture the candid antics of drugged out (presumably) homeless folk. Some of them rap incoherently, a few eat from the garbage, there are a couple of fights, lots of rambling on, and, well, more rambling on. Volume 2 simply increases the amount of this stuff. More rapping (a lot more rapping), more fighting, and more rambling.
While the human tragedy is in your face and pretty much impossible to get around, what really deep-sixes these DVDs is the lack of anything interesting. Like I said, I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't anything as uneventful as what's captured here. No one really said anything funny or did anything crazy. Frankly, nobody "went wild," or at least wild enough to show me why these discs were a necessity to produce. The only entertaining portions of the whole thing were the unknown filmmakers, who came out with an occasionally amusing crack. No pun intended.
Of the various "crackheadz" surveyed, there's only a handful of characters that stand out, most notably "Red the Rapper," first seen in Volume 1, who then takes over as the main focus on Volume 2. She's an energetic druggie and reels of raps that, while I'm not entirely sure was not jibberish, have some insane energy behind them. Beyond Red and a few others, it's just a parade of sad, sad people.
There you go, Crackheadz Gone Wild, Volumes 1 and 2. There's no shortage of crackheadz, but the wild parts are limited to a few fist fights and some mumbling. Mostly, it's just pretty depressing.
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Scales of Justice, Crack Headz Gone Wild: New York (Volume 1)
Perp Profile, Crack Headz Gone Wild: New York (Volume 1)
Studio: Monkey Hustle Films
Distinguishing Marks, Crack Headz Gone Wild: New York (Volume 1)
Scales of Justice, Crack Headz Gone Wild: Subway Series (Volume 2)
Perp Profile, Crack Headz Gone Wild: Subway Series (Volume 2)
Studio: Monkey Hustle Films
Distinguishing Marks, Crack Headz Gone Wild: Subway Series (Volume 2)
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