Like those famed tornado chasers, filmmaker Christian Anthony pursued art rock heavies OXBOW through five countries, two fistfights and a treasure trove of shows to come back with a document that is all at once profane, dangerous, funny, rage-inducing, and finally the most succinct take on artistic obscurity that has graced a screen in recent memory. Like the anit-Pennebaker, Anthony scores with a film that no one will care about, about a band no one cares about, for an experience that everyone will care about.
