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6 of 7 people found the following review helpful
One could review the scenes of the movie but somehow there is no point. The fact that it's about some Californian dude who builds his own surfboards/kneeboards and transports them to remote and secret surf spots by way of his own homemade seagoing vessels is not the reason for the cult status of this movie.
Summer 1985 took on a different shape following my first Crystal Voyager experience. With the effects of the whisky wearing off after a bit of a sesh the night before, I slipped the video into the player in 7 Roxborough Street, Glasgow. 1 hour later, totally recovered, myself and a group of friends headed for the beach; albiet quite some drive away.
It's not just the photography, or the music, or the images, or the man. It is the knowledge that such experiences as Georgie boy, as he became affectionately known as from then on, was indulging in are simply awaiting on the other side of your front door.
The surfy talk is irrelevant, the fact it is a surfing driven movie is too. The fact that "Nat Young could really make that baby move out" is not what comes across as being the point of the movie.
Don't keep putting off a viewing of this classic. 15 years on I'm kicking myself for not having watched it at least monthly throughout those intervening years.
Georgie Greenhough is 83.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful
In 1972 I was at school doing "o" levels, I didn't know surf existed; since I've surfed a bit but not like this, I've listened to music but not like this. The combination is awesome. At Nearly 30 years old the movie held me transfixed.
The last 20 minutes excell with superdly explecit photography which could only have been shot by someone at one with himself and the surf; this, in slo-mo with Pink Floyd is a real cut from the 70's.
This movie breaks the mateialistic mould of today, no bagettes, roller blades or mobile phones here just guys doing what they love and lovin' what they do.
Take a deep breath, relax (Don't do it)and watch with no expectations, there is no plot just an audio visual feast.
If you haven't surfed you haven't lived.............Enjoy
In 1972 I was at school doing "o" levels, I didn't know surf existed; since I've surfed a bit but not like this, I've listened to music but not like this. The combination is awesome. At Nearly 30 years old the movie held me transfixed.
The last 20 minutes excell with superdly explecit photography which could only have been shot by some one at one with himself and the surf; this, in slo-mo with Pink Floyd is a real cut from the 70's.
This movie breaks the mateialistic mould of today, no bagettes, roller blades or mobile phones here just guys doing what they love and lovin' what they do.
Take a deep breath, relax (Don't do it)and watch with no expectations, there is no plot just an audio visual feast.
If you haven't surfed you haven't lived.............Enjoy
The Credits say it all - Wetsuits by O'Neil, Music by Pink Floyd
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