The No Tell Motel reveals the first visions of Kai Neville’s ultra-hyped shred manifesto Modern Collective
Kai Neville’s Modern Collective took it’s top off last night. And we were there. It was hot. Just four segments. But enough to make me happy I’m going to the New York Film Festival this weekend to see it again, with two more sections than we saw last night. But last night was good too. We saw Dane in beret country. Dusty and Mitch in Arabian points. Yadin in throaty tubes. Somewhere in baja. Flips. Chucks. A cutback by Dane Reynolds that had Dane Ward in awe. “Did you see that?” he asked. And do you want to see what we’re talking about, well just wait, it’s not far off. The World Premiere of the film is October 29th, and will be distributed on iTunes and then on DVD shortly thereafter.
Now to the movie itself. The film was surprising. Even for those who’ve chronicled it’s every move on the blog, our website and in SURFING magazine. Kai made it feel fresh. The music was not over-electro. It was raw, void of Australian clich. You could hear snaps of the cassette on some songs. Edgy edits and dubbed over voice tracks maintained your attention while the surfers soaked in culture and airport bars and lounges. It’s easy to see that this film is for the youth. “That’s not the same sport I do,” one older guy was overheard saying. “It’s incredible though.”
But it seems not everyone was happy. Dino Andino wasn’t satisfied, “What about showing these guys’ styles?” he mused out loud, pondering the snappy edits of clips. While his son, Kolohe Andino stood mesmerized and doe-eyed afterwards and said, “That was sick.”
We agree. It’s got style. Se magnifique!
We’ll leave you with a few photos from the night and the promise of an update from Kai Neville’s editing dungeon tomorrow as he puts the final touches on his game-changing surf flick.