Without a doubt the best looking wave sailing footage I’ve ever seen is in The Windsurfing Movie. I’m not referring to the performance of the windsurfers (which is tremendous) but the actual look and feel of the guys on the waves. I’ve never watched footage that made me feel like I was on the wave before. The detail of all the chaos that comes to play when boards fly through pitching lips is wonderful. It’s cliche, but my enthusiasm and stoke to get back out into the waves is at a “ten” today. Is there anything more clean and powerful than Robby Naish ripping into a bottom turn?
There are interviews, there is good music, there’s a bit of Maui-centric windsurfing history (they don’t mention Newman Darby), and they serve well to provide moments to catch your breath, but it is all about the cinematography. I bought a copy immediately, as I’ll need to watch the movie again. And again.
As for the premiere itself, the Southampton Cultural Center was well filled with windsurfers and a fair helping of Jace’s friends and family. As usual, I struggled to adjust to seeing certain people in anything but a wetsuit (presumably they were surprised to see me in anything but an ABK t-shirt.) Peter Bogucki from the New England Windsurfing Journal showed up, where he shadowed the Peconic Puffin reporters, trying to get a handle on how we’d report the story, but he didn’t get nothing from us.
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