Airhead surfer boy Rick from Arizona goes to Hawaii to learn to surf the waves properly, but he runs in with the locals and the professional surfers. Good god this movie is silly. It contains every single cheesy thing about 80s movies, and shockingly enough, it works. The plot is of the sport film formula variety, but the characters are colorful (aside from Rick, who luckily was bearable, but he's a dipshit), the dialogue is hilarious, and the surfing scenes are TOTALLY RAD. But the icing on the cake here is the devotedly and unabashedly 80s soundtrack butting its head in everywhere. From the terrible cover of "Funky Town" to the "Nature of the Beast," the songs pound away without consideration or apology to the sufferers in the audience.
8/10 For being so unbelievably 80s.
