This film is a reflection of a time when I pushed myself to the edge. At 17 in San Francisco,
I knew little about who I was and even less about the world. Survival became my proof of
manhood. I learned to steal, to lie, to fight, and most of all, to be afraid.
Lowboy Checkout captures that moment. It shows the streets of San Francisco as I saw them.
Not with rose-tinted glasses, but through the fear and tension that defined those years. Back
then, I was proud of what I thought were survival skills. Now I see how they warped me for years
after. The film doesn’t aim for factual truth, but for emotional truth: the inner war of a gentle
kid trying to play a man.
At times, it’s a horror story, feeding on unease. At others, it’s a classical drama—the exiled son
raging against the dark. Above all, it’s a glimpse into the lives of kids we walk past every day.
An emotive documentary.