Bruce Brown's narrative style makes half the movie. He introduces surf to the non surfers, in a charming way, with humour and style, sometimes in a mockumentary kind of approach, with comentaries that initiate the surf-habitat ignorant to its fauna. Back in 1966, there was such a thing as a mostly surfless world. "I can't believe we're [surfing] in Africa" shows us how much has changed. How crowded beaches have got.
A gentle, joyful movie about the pleasure of surfing and the camaraderie of the riders of waves. It's not about the big waves and the big names, though they're mentioned, it's just about living the lifestyle. And the laid back, friendly style of the movie embodies the style of the people. It's an engaging look at the surf scene in the 60s that even captures a non-surfer audience's rapt attention.