Air Guitar (part 2)

Last night, after a day of knocking around the city, my friend and I saw Air Guitar Nation was playing at the Angelika. When we went to buy the tickets, we saw the director, producers and subjects (they're not actors because it's a documentary, right) would be doing a Q & A after the 8 o'clock showing. Perfect.

Everything I had hoped for was true. I cannot remember the last time I laughed so hard at a movie. I also cannot remember the last time people clapped in the middle of the movie. But, really, what else can you do when someone does a sick air guitar throw in perfect time to the music--it's the epitome of airness.

Now, I just have to figure out a way to get my hands on tickets to the regional championships.

P.S. a master at work: