Surf Crazy was my second surf film. It was 1959. Eisenhower was president. Hawaii had just become a state and Sputniks orbited the Earth while American rockets blew up with great regularity at Cape Canaveral. Most surfboards were still made of balsa wood and surfers were rarely found outside of Hawaii and California. Since my first film, Slippery When Wet, actually made a profit – two dollars – I figured I’d found a career and set out to make another film. Surf Crazy, I decided, should feature more adventure and Mexico seemed the logical choice. There were thousands of miles of unexplored surf on the vast coastline and gasoline in Mexico was only 25 cents per gallon, which suited my budget just fine.
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