Benny Zenga, one half of the duo that brought us Where Are You Go brings the heat with this documentary on Alleycat filmer Lucas Brunelle. Mental is the only way to describe it. I’d love to see this on the big screen and have already flicked an email back to Benny about putting on a premiere or two here! Fingers crossed he’s into it!
Line Of Sight is a rare view into underground bicycle messenger racing which has become a global phenomenon. For over a decade Lucas Brunelle has been riding with the fastest, most skilled urban cyclists around the world while capturing all the action with his customised helmet cameras to bring you along for the ride.
This is bike riding like you’ve never seen before, in gripping first-person perspective through the most hectic city streets, on expressways in Mexico City, over the frozen Charles River, under the Mediterranean Sea, across the Great Wall of China and deep into the jungles of Guatemala.
Directed and Edited by Benny Zenga, Line of Sight is 60 minutes of the best Lucas Brunelle footage, with titles by Futura 2000, plus extras, outtakes, and a 40 page art book featuring photography and spoke cards from a decade of Alleycat races around the world. Get the DVD at: lucasbrunelle.com
“Lucas Brunelle goes for it. If you want to see what it’s like to play a live game of ‘Frogger’, on a bike, with only one life, check out Line Of Sight.” – Mat Hoffman
These guys are just absolute cunts. They pride themselves on knocking off wing mirrors or making cars slam on their brakes but then get all high and mighty when a car gets a bit to close… homos
I don’t disagree. But you’ve gotta admit that somewhere mixed up in all that arrogance is some skills and some balls.
Did someone on this site actually call a biker a “homo”? Caleb, are you going to allow bullshit like that?
This film is about Lucas Brunelle. It goes way beyond simply documenting underground races and riders. It will surprise you.
Brian, well frankly, no i’m not… we don’t moderate before a post goes live but with comments like that we may start…
It always ends in tears