I went to Lobotomy, the new film from Volcom, a surf brand started in 1991 by an ex-employee of Quiksilver disgusted by how corpo his employer had become although the new brand would soon move in the same direction, expecting vulgarity, eardrum-endangering screeching from an array of guitar bands playing boring songs about angst, sex and teenagers behaving badly, and an interminable armoury of charismatic surfing – and that’s exactly what I got.
Essential. Let it absorb you. Like absinthe.
Poopies, pulled from shark pen by divers. Note arterial blood.
Watch: the moment Carlsbad stuntman Poopies is pulled, bloodied, from shark pen in Happy Days-inspired shark jump stunt gone wrong for Discovery Channel’s Shark Week, “I need a 911 emergency call!”
Poopies eats it straight off the ramp, the sharks hit, panic ensues, Chris Pontius weeps, divers scatter the reef sharks and the kid is thrown in a speed boat and rushed to hospital for surgery.
After much ado, the American pay television network Discovery Channel has screened its Jackass-produced shark-jump stunt, which went very wrong, but sorta right if you enjoy stratospheric ratings, nearly killing its stuntman, Sean “Poopies” McInerny.
The Carlsbad-born stuntman, who earned his nickname as a 13-year-old after a Jackass-inspired stunt where he evacuated his bowels at a busy intersection and was subsequently arrested, attempted to emulate a 1977 episode of Happy Days where its star Fonzie jumps a shark on waterskis.
The “Jumping the Shark” episode became s shorthand for desperate measures employed by TV writers who’ve mowed through every reasonable storyline, and who shift into the ridiculous.
Anyway, Poopies eats it straight off the ramp, the sharks hit, panic ensues, Chris Pontius weeps, divers scatter the reef sharks and the kid is thrown in a speed boat and rushed to hospital for surgery.
See the episode here and listen to Poopies talk about it below.
Surfers ride empty perfect waves as COVID ravages Indonesia; 21,000 cases per day, 58,000 dead; country “on edge of catastrophe!”
But one man’s death sentence (an Australian environmental scientist describes people “hacking up black stuff” on the streets and ex-pats paying twenty gees to recuperate at international hospitals while locals die in the back rooms of their family’s hovel), is a surfing bacchanal for others like Mason Ho and his pal Sheldon Paishon, and which we can examine in this wonderful short film by Rory Pringle.
Russ in Tassie.
See: big-wave surfer Russell Bierke’s tiny antlers sucked dry in, “Seething electric ecstasy, spasms of delirium, frictional satisfaction!”
Russell’s earliest memories are of watching his dad run out the door whenever the surf was big, going to the beach and seeing him ride these big, blue-water reef waves, and wanting to be part of the game.
In January this year, as much of Australia’s east coast was raked by a powerful south swell, Russ was dragged along the bottom of a fav reef and a hole was cut near his arm’s brachial artery, the limb’s flexor muscle exposed.
A propulsive and vivid paean to the surfing of Stephanie Gilmore, Nikki Van Dijk, Tyler Wright, Macy Callaghan and Dimity Stoyle.
The Gold Coast filmmaker Dan Scott, noted for his slow-motion cuts on Instagram, has released, after much ado, his paean to the surfing of Stephanie Gilmore, Nikki Van Dijk, Tyler Wright, Macy Callaghan and Dimity Stoyle.
Over the course of twenty-seven minutes, “Surfing” centres on the extreme athletic action of the aforementioned surfers, with particuliar attention paid to the seven-time world champion Stephanie Gilmore, whose cool reserve masks a ferociously competitive will.