Shaun Manners and Dion Agius Nail The Best Surfer Skit In an Age

Plenty of surfers have chanced their thespian arms over the years in the name of shifting units, but it generally falls flat.

Being funny is far harder than most think (gotta earn those sniggers), so the script’s got to be watertight, then you’ve got the acting. Which surfers aren’t often good at.

The Epokhe gang, however, aren’t your average marketing turkeys. One of the many stranded-in-Tassie winter projects for Mr Dion Agius (more to come in a Stab Interview next week), the above short, produced by a gang of young Tasmanian creatives (Directed and edited by Evan Dixon, filmed by Gabriel Morrison) is skit gold.

Shaun Manner was born for the silver screen. The Tasmanian dystopian future’s perfectly believable. The editing’s slick and snappy, and fucking Jamiroquai; the band you’d forgotten existed and will henceforth be listening to all summer.

Oh, and it’s all in aid of flogging the next drop of Shaun Manners’ flawless Guilty specs, grab a pair here (we’d advise against sleeping on it, as they will sell out.)