A new and improved Richard Gere.
Yesterday, after The Ultimate Surfer’s premier, it was revealed that voice of professional surfing Joe Turpel will be the breakout star. Sitting there, behind a desk, wearing his classic short-sleeved Hawaiian button-up, skin buttery tan, chestnut hair coiffed around headphone microphone combination, blue eyes flashing, voice pure single batch Mrs. Butterworth syrup, Turpel’s ascendancy is undeniable and he will soon be everywhere.
Today, after episode two titled A Whole Heap of Chick Drama, it has been made clear that surfing’s most beautiful boy, Luke Davis, will join him on a collision course with fame, fortune, a likely sex scandal splashed over the front pages of New York, Paris, London’s most scintillating tabloid newspapers.
I missed the the vast majority of the airing, as I was caught up booking a hotel in Nashville, Tennessee for an upcoming jaunt, but know without a shadow of doubt that Davis will exit Lemoore a leading man.
The Ultimate Surfer is, let’s be honest, schmaltzy reflecting executive producer Erik Logan’s preferred aesthetic but the schmaltz doesn’t stick to Davis. He appears both in on the joke without being ungracious. Head of sand-colored hair so thick as to defy physics. Eyes mischievous yet warm.
A fine tightrope which leads directly to important roles in Hollywood romantic comedies.
A new and improved Richard Gere.
I texted Davis and told him that his future was set. He replied, “Hahaha I just want to get barreled.”
There will be limited time for barreling, though, when rehearsing lines across from America’s sweetheart Jennifer Anniston. Less time when hiding in a bungalow waiting for the paparazzi to leave.
Bravo.