Australian filmmaker, Kai Neville, online debuts his latest cinema-graphic project DEAR SUBURBIA, in collaboration with What Youth, on-demand exclusively September 10th… or in other words; today. The 2012 followup to Kai’s previous films, DEAR SUBURBIA is a full length production aimed at capturing the essence of trendsetting surf-lifestyle through the unscripted experiences from 14 of the world’s most dynamic and charismatic surfers. Watch the full 43:00 minute movie here, available for purchase at iTunes. Below, check out still-shots and words on the film from Kai.
Words with Kai…
Your earlier projects have always had a style all their own, what was the inspiration behind the DEAR SUBURBIA?
The film is an evolution from my first two projects, Modern Collective (2010) and Lost Atlas (2011), I wanted Dear Suburbia to pair high-performance surfing with surreal images of travel and the road, raw landscapes and artifacts of suburban life. The main inspiration was really spontaneity versus routine.
What makes DEAR SUBURBIA different from other surf films?
The unknown versus the familiar. I wanted it to be a realistic interpretation of our (professional surfers) lifestyle, culture, riding waves, traveling the world — a pirouette into the absurdity of it all.
In regards to to film… who’s throwing down? Where’d you go? How long were you gone?
The film features Dane Reynolds, John John Florence, Kolohe Andino, Yadin Nicol, Craig Anderson, Chippa Wilson, Dillon Perillo, Conner Coffin, Mitch Coleborn, Dion Agius, Evan Geiselman, Jack Robinson, Jay Davies, Dusty Payne, Taj Burrow, and Jack Freestone. Took a solid 10 months and 5 countries, we shot on location Japan, New Zealand, Australia, Indonesia and the Caribbean.
Noteworthy mutant breaks surfed/filmed along the way?
Japan was the most amazing and exciting place. I expected crumbly beach breaks but we scored a typhoon that produced 10 foot below sea level barrels. John John was in his element that session.
New Zealand was a funny place, one day we flew out of Auckland to the South Island, to a college town where they’d (Dane and crew) be staying, down near the bottom of the world. Down by Antarctica.
They drove to the beach to check the waves and right away, new local friends appeared to say hello.
Dane said, “Hi, I’m Dane.”
“No fucking shit you are!” a kid told him. New Zealand really loved Dane, like a lot.
They were so fanatic down there, giving us shots. One kid had a quiksiover tattoo. Its was funny and rad.