We tried to ask Kai Neville to write us a “How I Spent My Summer Break” essay — but his mobile was off. Same with the American number he’d been using for his past six weeks in California. Our emails (to both his addresses) went unanswered, save for an auto-reply saying he wouldn’t be reachable by email. Ultimately we decided this was for the best, because Kai’s essay would probably be a letdown. Because Kai’s summer break was non-existent. Because Kai doesn’t take breaks.
After a month in Orange County, feverishly prepping his second film Lost Atlas for its US Open premiere — a barn-burning affair as highly anticipated as the Open itself — Kai should have been in shambles. Instead he was in Mexico, less than 36 hours after the LA credit roll. He returned to California briefly, then home to Australia before an Indo trip materialized and Kai took off again. Now he’s watching a typhoon take shape through his boat’s wi-fi connection and contemplating a reroute to tail the swell. So while Lost Atlas has been out for less than three weeks, Kai’s already logged hours of footy toward his next project. Some vacation.
Below are photos from the August 4th premiere of Lost Atlas on 5th Street in downtown Huntington Beach — one of the last confirmed public Kai sightings. It was a memorable evening…or so we’re told.
SURFING interns Carly and Jen, evening purveyors of the iconic Lost Atlas raglans. Theft attempts were rampant. People are evil. Photo: Taras
Coco Ho, Nagé Melamed, Carissa Moore and Lakey Peterson spill out of the photo booth. The booth was honored. Photo: Taras
Dylan Graves, tousled and stubbled just so. A bruise under the left eye — from confronting a raglan thief, no doubt. What a citizen. Photo: Taras
When he's not attending premieres in Beat It zipper jackets, Sam McIntosh peddles STAB Magazine. Photo: Taras
Billabong filmmaker Victor Pakpour. He didn't make the movie, but he was able to make the premiere. Photo: Taras
Wilko (hatted), Blair Marlin (holding), and I believe that's little Axel Irons on the far left. Photo: Jimmicane
Here comes the plane into the hangar. Ollie Kurtz, Chippa Wilson and Riley Blakeway, feeding. Photo: Jimmicane
In the Shorebreak lobby, lovely is the rule. Steph Gilmore and friend follow the rule. Photo: Jimmicane
...and two more of the usual suspects: Dane (left) assuming his standard posture, and Kolohe Andino showing off the Brylcreem. Photo: Jimmicane
Nagé Melamed and Laura Enever: after the party it's the hotel lobby. Can't recall seeing R. Kelly though. Man had contests to win. Photo: Jimmicane