Story of two young boys who have been friends since long time. They have a mutual hobby, both of them like the adventures and journeys. When they meet a mysterious older adventurer, they are about to get into an exciting adventure that has many challenges. Together, they learn many things through this adventure.
Star Simon Baker, in a solid directing debut, blends surfing and coming-of-age elements into film of moments that don't always tie together. But when they do - oh, how they soar.
Grey might come in 50 shades (or so we're told), but there are just as many hues of blue in Simon Baker's first film as a director, most of them found in Western Australia's stunning waters.
Inappropriate relationships...leave a discomfort to almost overwhelm the convincing portrayal of male adolescent bonhomie, the gorgeous scenery, and fantastic surfing scenes.
As odd as it may initially seem, The Endless Summer becomes Summer of '42, and Breath reveals itself to be the coming-of-age story it's been all along.
Mr. Baker does nice work with the actors - his open-faced young leads are sincere, appealing, believable - and there's a lot to like about "Breath," including its attention to natural beauty and to how surfing can become a bridge to that splendor.
There is a moment in the third act where Eva calls Sando's old wise man shtick "guru shit", and it would be amusingly self-observant if the screenplay wasn't fully committed to embracing two hours' worth of that very new-age nonsense.
Breath is a wistful and wounded coming-of-age story about surfing, surrender, and the sordid experience of losing your virginity to a married older woman who's got a thing for erotic asphyxiation.
I found Breath too long to sit through without dozing, which may be a good thing since it is a film with an inestimably slow tempo, offering numerous opportunities for naps.
Baker keenly captures the beckoning magnetism of active waters, not to mention the searching souls - young and experienced - who gravitate toward its dangers.
