Film

The Endless Summer

Name: The Endless Summer
Genre: Documentary
Released: 1966
Cast: Michael Hynson, Robert August, Lord James Blears, Bruce Brown, Chip Fitzwater

The film that invented the surf movie as we know it: two Californian surfers, a beat-up budget, and a plan to follow summer around the globe. Bruce Brown's own dry, wisecracking narration turns waves into gags and travelogue into comedy. It's low-stakes, sun-bleached and unhurried — less about competition than the goofy joy of chasing something beautiful for no reason at all.

TMDb rating

7.2

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