The true story of the L.A. Riots has been a tale nobody had the right to tell, until now. The producers take a hard and truthful look at the human dynamics and social turmoil that is Los Angeles, then throw in a dark humor that ends up speaking the truth for all of us. No matter what social or ethnic group you are from, you'll feel a twinge of pain, a bit of righteousness, and a healthy amount of sadness at the condition we all share: Apathy mixed with fear. I watched this film with an active duty veteran policeman from LAPD, and he reminded me of one of those "bobble head dolls" you see in people's back windshields: He had a perpetual smile on his face but his head was either swinging side to side or bobbling up and down. Even when Snoop Dog starts chanting "F*** the Police, F*** the Police" it's easy to understand his (and many Angeleno's) frustration at the huge barrier in communication that divides L.A. government and it's people. This film speaks to that frustration, and keeps the question's alive.