That Summer!

A couple of lads at the seaside pick up two girls and have a feud with three yobbish young Scotsmen. The brunette (Julie Shipley) is easy on the eye.

It's fair to say few writers will feel jealous because they didn't pen this story. What makes it worth watching is the Torquay location, where I've holidayed virtually every year since the early 90s. When a film or play is set at the seaside they usually pick Brighton, being near London and the beach is bigger than any other except possibly Bournemouth.

A lot of the action takes place at the beautiful Oddicombe Beach. It doesn't look quite so good these days, a substantial landslip in 2013 blighted its appearance and caused part of the beach to be cordoned off. The 400 nightclub subsequently became Route 66, was shut down due to drug problems, then reopened as The Quay. I can't recall ever visiting the recently closed Pickwick pub. Even Torquay's most enthusiastic champions would be hard put to argue pubs have ever been the towns best feature. At least since Wetherspoon opened in the late 90s there's no need to frequent run of the mill pubs boasting just a couple of house beers.

All in all an undistinguished but enjoyable exercise in holiday nostalgia. Though as somebody once quipped, nostalgia isn't what it used to be.

... but the soundtrack ROCKS! Basically a snap shot of the best of British and American power pop and poppy punk, circa 1978: the Undertones' "Teenage Kicks," Patti Smith's "Before the Night," Elvis Costello's "Chelsea," Richard Hell and the Voidoids' "Blank Generation," the Boomtown Rats' "She's So Modern" and "Kicks," Wreckless Eric's "Whole Wide World," the Only Ones' "Another Girl, Another Planet," Zones' "New Life," the Ramones' "Rockaway Beach"....it's perfectly sequenced and keeps up from start to finish.

Unfortunately, the album's long out of print and the movie just isn't available on VHS or DVD anywhere as far as I can tell.

Made in the Summer of 78 an odd film with a great soundtrack. Meant to be the follow on from 'Scum' A young man (Ray Winstone) leaves prison and travels down to Torquay for work, meets a girl, and enters a swimming race, and that's about it really.

I was living in Torquay when it was made, and with a mate followed the crew around and generally annoyed them while they were filming. Managed to get in a couple of scenes, that's me and Pete standing on the shore throwing stones into the water about half way through, real method stuff! Paid £5 for our troubles. The only time I have ever seen it was on a warm night in 1983, onboard a Frigate in the West Indies, It was projected from a 16mm print onto the hanger doors as we all sat on the flight deck. Worth seeing for the soundtrack, and us on the beach of course.

I like these old British movies. I wasn't even born when this was out but it makes me reminisce about a time that's long gone and imagine what life was like for my mum, Aunty and father. I love Ray's films but this one didn't have the wow factor. I enjoyed it but don't think I'd go back to it. Other reviewers are right though, the soundtrack is quality and I'm going straight to Discogs to find a copy!

I was in this Film. As a youth looking for fame and fortune I was surprised to see an ad in the Job Centre window (then just round the corner from the Pickwick pub) requesting Extras for the film. The working title was "Freestyle" and it was to be made by Columbia Pictures and directed by the unfortunately named Harley Cockliss. Anyway I signed up and waited for the call. It eventually came and I was summoned to the pool hall under the multi storey car park in Union street where I stood by a pin ball machine (extreme foreground) while the camera tracked passed me. By now the film was called That Summer. I thought that had been my 15 minutes but, on my way out I was asked by the second AD if I minded late nights. Without thinking I said no. A week or so later I was contacted by the production company and told to report to the model village in Babbacome at 10pm. I duly attended and spent most of the night talking to Jon Morrison in a crew bus. He was an extremely amiable guy, chatting freely to the extras and crew.

My big moment came when I was picked to be pushed out of the way by Morrison and his cronies as he attempted to throw a can of beer at a model football pitch. I was on screen for all of 4 seconds (that's me with the glasses and the "what do I do now" look on my face) but it was a fantastic experience. I taped the film when it was shown on TV in the early 80's. I've still got the tape, and bore my friends with the claim - "I was in a film with him" every time Ray Winstone appears on screen. Sadly Ray Winstone was less amiable Than Jon Morrison during the shooting and chose to spend most of the down time holed up in his caravan rather than chatting to the extras and crew, so I never actually got to meet him. I was hoping that the film would be my passport to Hollywood. Sadly I only got as far as Basingstoke!