Surf Party

I understand that film producers are greedy, lazy SOB's, and when they see a way to make an easy buck they jump at it. Such was the case with this film Surf Party which failed miserably from the get go with the horrible songs included in this film and the lousy doo wap singers who couldn't act if they had trained with Lee Strasberg or Stella Adler.

I did not laugh once, and the film quality must have been put together with minimal editing and no concern for the final product being released to theaters. It was definitely rushed to get released as a black and white film while the surf party movies starring Annette Funicello and Frankie Avalon were so highly appreciated and accolades for their fun beach party mood and great songs sung by real singers with great voices.

I hate to rain on this Surf Party and singer Bobby Vinton's first film but it is a bummer and only deserving of an IMDB rating of 5 out of 10. I gave it one IMDB rating notch up from two (4) as the film did have the lovely Patricia Morrow included in some swim suit scene(s).

This film begins with a young lady by the name of "Terry Wells" (Patricia Morrow) driving with two of her friends "Junior Griffith" (Jackie DeShannon) and "Sylvia Dempster" (Lory Patrick) from Arizona to the California coast to visit Terry's brother "Skeet Wells" (Jerry Summers). Upon their arrival, they meet a young man named "Len Marshal" (Bobby Vinton) who owns a surfboard shop near the beach and tells them where they can find a trailer park for their camper. Not long afterward, they also meet another young man named "Milo Talbot" (Ken Miller) who takes them to the local clubhouse where Skeet hangs out. It's then that the three young ladies learn that Skeet is the leader of a group of surfers who have built up a bad reputation with many of the local residents--with the local policeman named "Sergeant Wayne Neal" (Richard Crane) being the most outspoken critic. What the three young ladies don't realize, however, is that their presence will soon become a catalyst for all kinds of trouble involving everyone just mentioned. Now, rather than reveal any more, I will just say that, even though this film is listed as a comedy, there really wasn't much humor to be found here at all. Lots of dancing and singing--but no real comedy that I could see. Likewise, although I don't normally have any problem with movies filmed in black & white, I have to say that movies of this specific type are much better in color as it enhances the overall effect. That being said, while I don't consider this to be a terribly bad "beach movie" necessarily, I don't believe it compares favorably to some of the others produced during this time, and I have rated it accordingly. Slightly below average.

People who are nostalgic for Jackie DeShannon and a couple of Beach Boy wannabe rock and roll groups will have reason enough to watch Surf Party. For anyone else I can't say.

Bobby Vinton and Patricia Summer star in this shoestring budget beach film. Vinton owns a surf board shop and for reasons I cannot fathom the local law in the person of Richard Crane thinks he ought to assume responsibility for the local surfers. Ken Miller is the head of a clique of surfers who act more like hotrodders and folks who want to join the clique have to the equivalent of a surf chicken run.

The film is cheap and shoddy, the musical artists have their moments. I think Bobby Vinton was better served in those two John Wayne films he did.

"Surf Party" (1964) is essentially a musical version of "Gidget" (1959), with stuntman Jerry Summers in the Big Kahuna role and singer Bobby ("Blue Velvet") Vinton playing Moondoggie. Terry Wells (Patricia Morrow) and her two girlfriends (think three Gidgets) tow a travel trailer to the beach where her black sheep older brother Skeet (Summers) holds court as the hottest surfer.

Len (Vinton) runs the local surfboard shop (like Bear in "Big Wednesday" but not as spiritual) and interfaces with the resident fuzz (Richard Crane). Milo (Ken Miller-a sort of poor man's Nick Adams) is a gremmie (overeager novice) who aspires to membership in the surfer lodge; the rite of passage being a dangerous ritual called running the pier. Junior (singer Jackie DeShannon) serves as a love interest for the hapless Milo.

But the main story centers on adoring little sister Terry. This is her coming of age story and she is romanced by Len while learning (with the rest of the beach crowd) some unpleasant things about Skeet. Morrow was quite a beauty with a lot of natural charm. She would become relatively famous a couple years after this film, playing one of the main characters on television's "Peyton Place".

The production design is pure 1964 southern California but Skeet's beach house is a far cry from The Big Kahuna's hut. One glance at his bedroom furnishings will have you thinking Ed Wood, but all of this is eventually explained.

Like a standard musical these characters will burst into song at the drop of a hat and there are several numbers by actual singing groups. The Routers play "Crack Up". The Astronaunts play "Fire Water" and the title song. Almost everyone gets a song. Obviously this stuff is dated but some is rather good and even the worst is not unpleasant.

Then again, what do I know? I'm only a child.

I was hoping this Beach Party knock-off would have a similar campy charm as the Frankie & Annette AIP pictures or that it would be a cool surf picture like "Ride the Wild Surf," but it was sadly neither. Shot in black & white, this film lacked those films' vibrant colorful charms, both visually and textually. Three gals from Arizona hit the beach at Malibu and pair off with different local surfers, including Bobby Vinton. There's teen strife and the group also runs afoul a decidedly anti-surfing police sergeant. I did like some of the music, most all of the period surfing footage, and the teenybopper drama is kind of charming in a Archie/Riverdale sort of way, but overall it wasn't nearly as fun as the corny but highly entertaining Frankie & Annette pictures (which are movies that I'd secretly like to pull a "Purple Rose of Cairo" and step into).