Helloturia I have absolutely never seen anything like this movie before. You have to see this movie.

Rosie Searle It's the kind of movie you'll want to see a second time with someone who hasn't seen it yet, to remember what it was like to watch it for the first time.

Marva-nova Amazing worth wacthing. So good. Biased but well made with many good points.

Edwin The storyline feels a little thin and moth-eaten in parts but this sequel is plenty of fun.

Horst in Translation ([email protected]) "American Juggalo" is an American 24-minute film from 2011, so this one had its 5th anniversary last year and it is among the more known efforts by prolific documentary filmmaker Sean Dunne. The focus in here is on fans of the music band Insane Clown Posse who meet once a year apparently for a couple days to find more who are just like them. The fact that those fans are all somewhat different compared to average citizens is at the very center of this little film. But honestly, I never felt it was too convincing and apart from the clown make-up perhaps I felt that this documentary could have been made at pretty much any other rock concert or festival and the contents would not have looked too different. I also think that the fans depicted in here enjoy to quite a considerable extent that they are different or at least that they think they are. The band is not a part of this short film as it is all about their supporters. There are okay moments here and there, but honestly the topic itself, the subject never felt really significant or important enough to make a difference and the ways in which they included death and (upcoming) birth also felt like pretty cheap attempts in including relevance. It's something you could put on a concert DVD, but that's pretty much it. It is never as insightful as it tries to be, but opinions differ there I guess and there must be a reason why Dunne recently made a sequel to this one here. I give the 2011 film a thumbs-down. Not recommended.

Steve Pulaski Juggalos and Juggalettes have been a frequently mocked and belittled counterculture, so much so that they'd have to seriously believe in themselves, the strength of their own community, and their values to continue being a part of such a group of people. Sean Dunne's short documentary American Juggalo is a mesmerizing film, featuring one unique individual after another, all a part of the annual Gathering of the Juggalos. The Gathering is a beloved festival for all the fans of Insane Clown Posse and other members of Psychopathic Records, but above all, it's about connecting and sharing a bond with like-minded individuals. These individuals love to drink, smoke marijuana, but ultimately, love the human connection that comes with difference and embracing a different lifestyle.American Juggalo is a necessary humanization, or, at the very least, profiling of a culture that has had more negative words and mockery exchanged by them than any other fanatical group I can think of at the moment. Dunne ostensibly glides his camera through the Gathering, stopping it when he sees an intriguing group of people (how he decided who to profile is beyond me). He gathers insight and ideas about the Juggalo culture, the sense of community and family they preach, and how they want to be portrayed before letting them go on their merry way. This allows for a deeply intimate portrayal, with little in the way of structure or approach intruding on letting those involved with the culture getting their message out.This is the kind of documentary Harmony Korine would make if he made documentaries. Juggalo culture, while easy to criticize, is made all the more fascinating given how strongly unified these people feel with one another. One couple brought their very young children to the Gathering, and while one may reasonably say the music and the environment's activities are too brash for them, the idealism and sort of unity that penetrates the Gathering are fundamental ideas we (should) learn growing up. Another guy fondly recalls vomiting all over the place and mellows out with the help of a cigarette. These are the kinds of people we can't make up or shortchange; they're too real to even fabricate.American Juggalo is only twenty-four minutes, but its mesmerizing effect on the viewer and pulsating direction and focus make it have the impact of a full-length film. This is one of the rare shorts I'm universally recommending, to all people, anti-Juggalo, proud Juggalo, or those who don't even know what to make of Juggalo culture. This one's for you.Directed by: Sean Dunne.

maurice yacowar There's a marvellous dynamic in Sean Dunne's 24-minute documentary American Juggalo. As genre, the film documents an annual convention cum festival. It could be the Republicans, Rotarians, Democrats, professors of Modern Languages, Chevy sales folk, but no — it's the Juggalos, hardcore fans of the Detroit hip hop duo, Insane Clown Posse. To start with, it's a freak show. The cameo appearances are weird, incoherent, stoned. They are almost always profane. Chevy sellers they're apparently not. These people are unattractive. If they're not naturally repulsive they break out the studs and tattoos and weirdo garb to become that. As the title suggests, the Juggalos are a bathetic antithesis to the slickness and suave of Richard Gere in American Gigolo. A typical film audience will grow more and more irritated or disgusted by this parade and will feel increasingly superior.But as the guy who brags about his cooking may suggest, these weird losers touchingly yearn for some normalcy, some acceptance, even some romance: "I wanna find a skinny ass little bitch, make her fat and then we lose weight together... then we bond." They use what they have in unconventional ways, like the gal who shows her breasts to anyone for a buck.For four days here the losers can feel like winners. As one woman remarks, "I had an old man tell me that there was nothing good left in the world and I actually believed that s--- until I came here seeing all the breasts, all the weed, all the fast food... I mean this s--- is bomb."If we can rein in our revulsion the characters can become sympathetic. Apart from those with children (around or inside), they're not hurting anyone. They're just cutting loose for a brief good time, like any conventional people — bankers who break out their flowered golf shirts, secretaries who'll grab a two-martini cabana lunch — because they're on holiday, on a reprieve from the world that suppresses them. To our surprise, they're not all losers. Several are managers of their departments. One man is a brain surgeon here for the LSD. Then comes the kicker. One member extols the group's ardent brotherhood. This is a loving community. There is no judgement or rejection. There is no bigotry. They all accept each other regardless of their physical or behavioural quirks. With this speech the film turns its exposure against us. The more we have allowed our disdain, disgust, dismissal of these people to grow, the more we have assumed our superiority over their difference, the more the film now makes us the target of its satire. The parade of weirdos is a test of our tolerance.Most of us should leave this film chastened. Mightily amused, then chastened.

ElijahCSkuggs For the 20+ minute running time of American Juggalo you're instantly and consistently given the same type of joys you took in the first time you laid eyes on Heavy Metal Parking Lot. Honestly, I was laughing my ass of within the first minute. If you're not in the loop, a Juggalo is the term for a die-hard fan of Insane Clown Posse. I'm not here to tell you about ICP so do your own homework on that front, but I would like to say that I think they get too much flack because of their looks. I haven't listened to so much of their music, but from what I have heard, I thought was pretty cool and different. The Dating Game is a track I'll never forget.Back to the movie! On the film-making front, American Juggalo takes the same approach as Heavy Metal Parking Lot - you only witness the fans interacting with each other and the film-makers. There isn't a single moment of ICP performing, and actually, I don't think I even heard a ICP song being played. Nevertheless, even though I would have love to see the fans freaking the hell out at a concert, just hearing these people chit-chat and mingle with one another....it's just nuts. It's like nothing you've seen before.Chock full of make-up, tits, excessive swearing, flabby bodies, this flick is the truth. This flick has got all the exploits and laughs you'd hope it would have, but at the end of the story, you come away with one lingering thought more so than anything else. The Juggalo family is more hardcore than any other music family out there. They're legit, hardcore, ridiculous, and they're all about the scene to a level that verges on insane. It truly is an insane clown posse. Whoop whoop!!For more ICP goodness check out A Family Underground, and Shockumentary.