The back story on this excellent series resides in three novels of California writer, Kem Nunn. So stretch your mind and read Tijuana Straits, Tapping the Source, and Dogs of Winter. You got plenty of time and the effort will be rewarding. Nunn's initial mystical twist on surfing cuts across the plot line and blasts out the barrel of the series finale like s surfer in a curling wave. Way too much fun with Christian liturgy and satirical leverage on the New Testament likely cut the series short. The series begins where Deadwood left off and bumps against the final boundary of the nation's frontier. The sport of surfacing provides a swell metaphor for the interface of religion and nature. Such a shame that HBO didn't have the balls to run another season. The fun had hardly begun.
Review of John from Cincinnati
