We were nowhere near as "stoked" as we had been after watching the 60s original last week.That film made spending the rest of your life following the summer around the globe in search of the perfect wave sound like a heroic adventure, but here it comes over as a waster's pipe dream, a pathway to lifelong immaturity.
The two young men that exemplified 60s cool have been supplanted by a pair of '94 vintage that exude a kind of moronic monomania. All the charming innocence of Brown's original vision and narration has curdled into culpable naivety, and what then seemed fresh and spontaneous now looks tediously over-calculated.
In the thirty year interval the world might have moved on, but Surfer buddiedom apparently hasn't.
There are some great "in the pipe" sequences, but if you watch the first ten minutes you have seen pretty much all the film has to offer in the spectacular department too.
Less of a Hang 10 than a Hang 4.5.
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Buuu! And there we were hoping that our Diabolic blogger would be off and out on the green turf before Christmas .... tsxh! Mind you with the weather as it is we looking more at Endless Winter here just now, ha hahahahah .
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