I just wasted 2 hours of my life watching a documentary about a whining, drugged out little bitch called Jack Smith and the Destruction of Atlantis

It is about this freak of a producer that makes BULLSHIT, I mean art, that no one understands, cares about or wants to watch.

He bitches and whines the whole time about the evils of capitalism through the entire documentry film while he makes this weird BULLSHIT that he calls art that no one wants.

He talks about squeezing art out of himself, I'm sorry but it must have been his ass because it is SHIT.

Depressed because he is such a shitty artist creating BULLSHIT that nobody wants, he intentionally infects himself with AIDS and dies.

I hate this f**king bastard. I want to strangle this no talent piece of shit.

Dude. Become a plumber. Maybe a long distance trucker. You are a no talent artist, your art is BULLSHIT and the reason you claim to be a socialist is the only way that your BULLSHIT, I mean "ART" will ever stand on its own is if some government jackass gives you a grant so you can buy better drugs and create more BULLSHIT.

Of all the people that I know that got AIDS, this one is the only god damned one that I can say with conviction deserved it because he was a most complete loser, f**k up, jack ass and sorry excuse for a human being that I have ever seen.

Just because someone calls a big reeking pile of BULLSHIT ART does NOT make it ART. It's just a huge reeking pile of shit. People with green hair and Mohawks can dance around it, worship it and call it "ART" does not elevate BULLSHIT from its humble station.

It is drug babbling, psycho raving, dumbass rambling BULLSHIT. NOW, ONCE AND FOREVER.

He was an artist all right. A BULLSHIT artist.