Considering that it was a nightmarish experience for me to follow a group of juvenile delinquents onto their ego trip to self-destruction, I have to admit that this film is surprisingly well made. The script, the acting, the graffiti, the locations, the music, they all gel. We always get the impression that the director is close and true to his subjects, rather than posing or acting as a social worker with a camera. On his invitation we get to follow a reckless bunch of young graffiti artists around in an unnamed German megalopolis (represented here mostly by Warszawa, Poland). By competing with another crew they are forced to produce ever bigger and more outrageous graffiti, until they face the ultimate goal: to vandalise, I mean adorn, a whole subway train with their spray-painted imagery. At the same time, they are fighting an even harder battle to keep the rest of their dismal lives in check. Dead-end jobs, nagging girlfriends, the law, the parentals. Especially the leader of the pack, David, has to make up his mind whether he wants to grow up and come clean or continue on his albeit exciting path to nowhere.
For that opportunity to ride with the colourful crew, you have to buy into their machism and denial of the fact that their shtick is mostly plain and simple vandalism (and I'm not talking about putting a mural on some concrete bridge pillar).
For that opportunity to ride with the colourful crew, you have to buy into their machism and denial of the fact that their shtick is mostly plain and simple vandalism (and I'm not talking about putting a mural on some concrete bridge pillar).