Photographer David LaChapelle turns his camera on a dance movement most of Los Angeles never sees, tracking the clowning and krumping scenes that grew out of South Central's street corners and backyard parties. Tommy the Clown, a former drug dealer turned children's party entertainer in face paint, becomes the movement's unlikely godfather, training a generation of dancers who compete in makeshift arenas instead of on the street. LaChapelle follows several of them, including Lil C and Dragon, through the battles, rehearsals, and home lives that shaped a style built on speed and controlled aggression rather than violence. Archival home-video footage traces krumping's roots back through the 1965 Watts riots and the neighborhoods still marked by them, giving the dancing a history the moves alone don't explain. The film treats the culture as an alternative to gang life without pretending the surrounding poverty and violence have disappeared. The dancing itself, filmed close and mostly uninterrupted, is the argument the film is making.