Surfer, Dude

[A] hapless, laughless movie.

The movie is about a surfer dude (sans comma), who is an analog dude trying to fit into a digital world, which is like trying to get a square peg into a Calabi-Yau Manifold, which is to say it probably won't work, and neither does this movie.

You can stick around for the only funny line, which involves a breakfast burrito, but the smart surfer would head for the hills and Willie's goat ranch.

Surfer, Dude is a bizarre throwback. It feels 25-30 years out of date and seems to be meant to be watched on VHS, oops, make that DVD, while stoned.

Willie and ganja, yes, yes, the cliches abound.

There's something about the mystical-spiritual aura surrounding surfing that tends to turn most movies on the subject to hippie-dippie mush.

The problem that Surfer, Dude faces is that in its attempt to be a stoner comedy, it forgot to add the comedy elements.

A celebration of unrealistic lifestyles, which makes it exactly the wrong film for our times. [Blu-ray]

The film looks more like a collection of home movies as opposed to a professional piece of cinema.

It felt like we were watching a rough cut.