A young woman walks through the city and watches performance artists, comedians and musicians.
I tend to like mondo documentaries, but this is mondo in name only. Most of the others deal with recording as much of reality as will fit in the time, but this was all performances. It seems forced and contrived by comparison and that is not what mondo is supposed to be. The Italian word, "mondo" translates into English as "world". Mondo Cane (the original) was "a dog's world", making this "New York World". I have seen other films which used the mondo film principle of uncensored reality in New York and were good. Pedal showed bicycle messengers in the way in which this film should have been done. The third from last performer was worst. She covered her body in glitter and screeched "oh" before each sentence. The last one was my favorite. He was a cross-dresser who said "fuck _____" with the ____ fill in banks, fast food, whatever evil of modern society. Enough trash talk. I rate it bad because it defies the precepts of the genre and made me want to turn it off.
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