This "movie" is rated R for wretched. It contains absolutely nothing that is redeemable. My wife and I actually watched the whole thing, thinking that at some point there would be a turn towards something better. No. Ostensibly, it is about the world's best surfer. Dude, I'm a surfer. I get it, but this movie doesn't even have a clue. There isn't even any good surfing in this thing. How could they blow that? Have they never seen a surfing movie before? Surfers surf in a surfing movie and people from Kansas can't wait to go to California and hang ten. In this surfing movie day after day goes by with no surf. Okay, I get it that lack of surf is part of the plot, but there is nothing to replace the surf. How about humor? That used to be a staple of so-called beach movies in the 60s. What about romance? Ditto the 60s. I guess that is no longer an option in the 21st C. The special features on the DVD are even more painful. Apparently, McConaughey and his friends took seven long years to get this made and went through multiple writers. (Always a bad sign.) They "believed" in this movie. Astounding. Anyone associated with this movie should have an asterisk next to their name warning you that they participated in the production of this foul mess of fecal material.
Review of Surfer, Dude
