Put on your rubber gloves and submerge your fist in this jar of goo!
The surf film duo Vaughan Blakey, writer, and Nick Pollet, editor, are the masters of frank, intimate and revealing portraits of international surfing celebrities.
They are funded by Rip Curl and only feature that company’s riders but with each queen fabulous, who’s to argue?
Their body of work includes the Tom Curren-in-Mex-during-Covid masterpiece Free Scrubber, a man in the midst of his sixtieth year but surfing and living as if raging against the dying light; dollys with cocks classic The Greatest Surf Movie in the Universe, which was panned by The New York Times as “spectacularly inane” and humongously bad” despite it being at least equally enjoyable as a spank-rim combo, fun without anal discomfort or the old gag and sputter when it comes to oral.
Earlier, Postcards from Morgs – a film on the one-time world title contender Morgan Cibilic prior to his catastrophic failure to re-qualify for the tour.
Today, Lazer Breathing Dragons, a title inspired by a drawing by Vaughan’s son Milo when he was eight and starring Stephanie Gilmore, Mason Ho and Tom Curren.
Sixty-year-old Tom Curren brought only a quiver of high-performance surfboards made for Joao Chianca and was “hell-bent”, says Vaughan, to surf just like the frenetic Brazilian.
“Tom goes, ‘I like how he’s here and then here there. I just wanna be able to go from here to here right now.’ No one would believe the most patient surfer in the world wants to surf like the most frenzied. He loved the instant nature of Joao’s A to B. There really is no space in between.”
The Gilmore sequence is cut to the Divinyl’s All the Boys in Town and is a cum dump impossible to ignore as it drips from your pink-brown hole.
Essential.