Joshua Dorsey's The Point - The Greatest Movie of All Time

A year or so ago, a small gang of filmmakers recruited half of all the anglo youth in Point St. Charles and got them into a gritty flick about life in the area. One boy rides around selling drugs for toughs. Another stoner is trying to free the rats. One gang of girls bullies another gang. Kids play a basketball game to decide who gets to control the court. One girl is a drug addict. Another girl is depressed. One gang of chicks spray paints abandoned buildings. One academically gifted star basketball player gets yelled at by his ma and led astray by locals. Kids routinely get mistreated by local police. Oh and there's a ghost. And a child molester. And three boys who hang around, one of whom realizes that his false testimony put an innocent man in jail for the murder of a local kid. They jam all this into one little movie starring amateur actors, some of whom are quite good, some who are quite bad. Pure anglodom, the closest the film comes to evidence of French in Montreal is a cop with a bit of an accent. As you watch, you can play guess the location. I was like: hey, that's just around the corner from Club Price and hey that's exactly where my Venture broke down last summer. The film ends with a scene at Mountain and William, a corner they cite like three times for no discernable reason. If it's actually shot there in the Griff you can't tell. The only death in the movie happens there and it's not exactly clear what happened, but you won't worry about the movie quickly shifts to one of the many other characters that you've come to love. Overall an impressive bit of filmmaking to incorporate so many characters and storylines into such a small canvas.