The Endless Summer must have blown midwesterners' minds at the time of its release. Exotic locales visited by lean white men riding ocean waves on boards. This is a travel film, and it's a lot of fun. The narrator is a magnet for goofs and bad puns; he can be off-putting. But don't let him distract from the scenery on display. The surfing rules, as does the 60's fashion and "period look" of the film. This movie seems like a time capsule to a simpler time.
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