Hey guys, I had to write this review, and thought some people here might like to read it. IT'S JUST MY OPINION. PLEASE DONT ATTACK ME.
On Thursday, October 19 I attended a premier for the film: New World Disorder 7. As in the six preceding films in this series, NWD 7 featured the most progressive riding in the freeride, downhill, street, and slope-style genres. A fair amount of Bellinghams biking community came out to support the premier, and indigenous company Jacks Bicycles sponsored the event. There were plenty of major bike manufacturers on hand, pro rider Dave Watson was in the house, fresh local beer was being sold for the friendly fare of $5 a glass; the crowd was pumped, and the stage was set for New World Disorder 7.
In my opinion, the film opened with the strongest segment of the night. The rider was Cam Mccaul, and he really laid it down for the film crew. His entire 3-4 minute segment was packed with not only some of the biggest air of all the featured riders, but the biggest tricks while he was up there. His section was off the hook start to finish, and it was good to see. Cam Mccaul is a real kind-hearted wholesome guy, which can be rare in the rowdy professional biking community. Dont get the wrong idea, his segment featured a shot of him with a live grasshopper jumping out of his previously closed mouth; hes by no means mature. You just get the feeling that he knows hes a roll model, and he acts accordingly.
The major shortcoming of this film - which is true of all NWD films - was the music. It is as if they have some random dead beat, living in their mothers basement create the soundtrack. At the absolute bottom of this music barrel was: Scorpions, Rock Me Like a Hurricane. It is as if the producers do it for comedic value, but when it boils down, we still have to sit there and listen to the bad music. My second complaint is one of more serious proportion. The film featured riding in Turkey. The footage was awesome, but there were multiple shots of riders ripping on, in, and around ancient ruins. There were two shots Mccaul, and Darren Berrecloth 360 dropping, and backflipping off the roof of some ancient looking cave/house. Come on guys, I know youre professionals, but have a little respect. Its no wonder the rest of the world views Americans as ignorant jerks.
All in all the film was entertaining at times, but weak as a whole. As is true with most mountain biking movies: they get boring after the first twenty minutes. The recent trend seemed to be moving in a less offensive direction, but this producers of this film must not have gotten the memo.
On Thursday, October 19 I attended a premier for the film: New World Disorder 7. As in the six preceding films in this series, NWD 7 featured the most progressive riding in the freeride, downhill, street, and slope-style genres. A fair amount of Bellinghams biking community came out to support the premier, and indigenous company Jacks Bicycles sponsored the event. There were plenty of major bike manufacturers on hand, pro rider Dave Watson was in the house, fresh local beer was being sold for the friendly fare of $5 a glass; the crowd was pumped, and the stage was set for New World Disorder 7.
In my opinion, the film opened with the strongest segment of the night. The rider was Cam Mccaul, and he really laid it down for the film crew. His entire 3-4 minute segment was packed with not only some of the biggest air of all the featured riders, but the biggest tricks while he was up there. His section was off the hook start to finish, and it was good to see. Cam Mccaul is a real kind-hearted wholesome guy, which can be rare in the rowdy professional biking community. Dont get the wrong idea, his segment featured a shot of him with a live grasshopper jumping out of his previously closed mouth; hes by no means mature. You just get the feeling that he knows hes a roll model, and he acts accordingly.
The major shortcoming of this film - which is true of all NWD films - was the music. It is as if they have some random dead beat, living in their mothers basement create the soundtrack. At the absolute bottom of this music barrel was: Scorpions, Rock Me Like a Hurricane. It is as if the producers do it for comedic value, but when it boils down, we still have to sit there and listen to the bad music. My second complaint is one of more serious proportion. The film featured riding in Turkey. The footage was awesome, but there were multiple shots of riders ripping on, in, and around ancient ruins. There were two shots Mccaul, and Darren Berrecloth 360 dropping, and backflipping off the roof of some ancient looking cave/house. Come on guys, I know youre professionals, but have a little respect. Its no wonder the rest of the world views Americans as ignorant jerks.
All in all the film was entertaining at times, but weak as a whole. As is true with most mountain biking movies: they get boring after the first twenty minutes. The recent trend seemed to be moving in a less offensive direction, but this producers of this film must not have gotten the memo.
