An exploration of the Black Label Bicycle Club and the wider tallbike
subculture that has grown up around it. Comprised mainly of artists
driven by anti-materialism and a belief that the impending apocalypse
will render cars useless and bicycles in power, BLBC battles
mainstream consumer culture and rival gangs for its vision of a better
tomorrow. The film chronicles the trials of co-director Anthony Howard
as he tries to become a member of the club.
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Rating: 3.35/10 based on 46 votes cast.
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a bunch of fucking tools.
a bunch of fucking tools.
Can´t recall seeing anything quite as useless as this lately.
I can understand having fun and drinkin beer, getting together and maybe even having a common cause for better world, but… tattoos and colors XD
Then hurt yourself just to look like you can take it, bleed a little, act like an ape and maybe, just maybe you´re invited to bleed some more an eat from a trash can in a f****** gang?
How much more un-cool can anyone get?
and did you hear those assholes acting like they were in war talking about sacrifice these guys are lazy assholes full of shit.
and did you hear those assholes acting like they were in war talking about sacrifice these guys are lazy assholes full of shit.
Nothing of relevance or interest: film was wasted only to give free publicity to these obnoxious pricks.
What a bunch of hypocritical tossers that i’m glad i don’t know
Wankers