Activities such as theft, shootouts, drug sales, and drug robberies all commence with Snow at the forefront of everything. What follows is Snow having his buddy Damon Russell film his large group of friends and how they interact with each other and deal with day-to-day complications in one of Atlanta's roughest neighborhoods. It, at first, concerns a group of three college students, driving through the seedy "Bluff" neighborhood where they meet Curtis Snow, who first hops in their car appearing to be interested in selling them all sorts of drugs, before robbing them at gunpoint and stealing their camera. This is a well-made film, which is a good thing because it gives me something to recommend and makes a valid use of my time, but bad because it's all too effective. A cacophony of madness, lawlessness, and sickening behavior done by the lost wandering souls of a dangerous neighborhood in Atlanta nicknamed "the Bluff." By the end of this picture, which runs only seventy-nine minutes, I was filled to the brim with sadness and nihilism. In Curtis Snow's debut mockumentary, Snow on Tha Bluff, it captures dehumanizing events of absolutely depressing measures. Cameras are truly remarkable things, wouldn't you say? They have one major job, which is keeping an unblinking record of what is placed in front of it after being activated.
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