I don’t know if it’s the plain in-yer-face sensibility that gets to us, but Larry Clark is just… what is it… without artifice. It’s the truth. Stripped bare. Down. Dirty. But it’s so damn jubilant and redeeming. The storytelling is always from the same initiatory point of you: kids. What they know. What we don’t. From Tulsa to Ken Park, the controversy continues.

Here, Larry Clark discusses censorship at the Sydney Film Festival. Clark’s brand of reality-testing is not for everyone. Oh well, their loss.