Picks and Pans Review: The Endless Summer Ii
updated 06/13/1994 AT 01:00 AM EDT
•originally published 06/13/1994 AT 01:00 AM EDT
Yes, the surfing footage is spectacular in filmmaker Bruce Brown's follow-up to his 1966 documentary of the same name, but unless you have board fever, there's a good chance you will be just plain bored before the movie is even half over.
Once again, Brown sets out to follow two surfers—this time it's professional surfers Robert "Wingnut" Weaver, 28, and Patrick O'Connell, 22—as they circle the globe in search of the perfect wave. Since we learn almost nothing about these two other than, as Brown's narration repeatedly tells us, how "stoked" they gel about a good ride, there's little reason to care about them or their journey. And since the whole trip has so obviously been staged and manipulated for the camera (Weaver discovers a lizard in his luggage and does back flips to escape; our heroes drive on the wrong side of the road and nearly cause a crash), it all plays like a dopey home movie that just happens to feature the best footage of surfing you've ever seen.
As for political correctness, forget it. There are almost no women in the movie other than those on the beach whose rears and breasts are glimpsed by a seemingly appreciative camera—and only happy natives, who dance, sing and seem to live lives free from care. Then again, this exactly describes our heroes. (PG)