The transmissions of a lost kid falling in love in the suburbs of Fullerton, California. Featuring skateboarding, the usual drugs, and stray glimpses of unusual beauty.
Directed by Tristan Patterson and executive produced by indie-maverick Christine Vachon, Dragonslayer is the Grand Jury Prize Winner for Best Documentary at SXSW 2011 and the second feature film to be released theatrically by Drag City Records following Harmony Korine’s Trash Humpers.
An intimate vérité portrait of the life and times of Josh “Skreech” Sandoval, a 23-year-old skate legend from the stagnant suburbs of Fullerton, California, Dragonslayer takes the viewer through a golden SoCal haze of lost youth, broken homes and abandoned swimming pools, set to a soundtrack of bands from indie-rock labels Mexican Summer and Kemado Records-including Best Coast, Bipolar Bear, Children, Dungen, Jacuzzi Boys, Little Girls and The Soft Pack—as well as Death and Thee Oh Sees.
I met Skreech at a party in an abandoned airfield off the I-10 in Chino, California right after our country’s economic collapse. He had a lime-green Mohawk and was wearing a matching Screamers T-shirt in honor of the L.A. punk band that never recorded an album. He looked malnourished and lost, and claimed he was on 5 tabs of acid. It was impossible to talk to him; his head was lost in the clouds. Then I saw him skate.
I think Skreech is like a lot of kids from his generation—smart enough to know a potentially bleak future looms and scrambling to figure out a way to survive in it. He’s also on a wavelength all his own. Dragonslayer is my attempt to capture this wavelength and preserve it.
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