On the beach in Honolulu, there is a trend this year of fathers, in a last-ditch losing effort, trying to keep a tight lid on their teen-age daughters’ burgeoning sexuality. These girls, age seventeen to twenty-one, are looking for trouble, Dirty-Dancing style. Their fathers, like Jerry Orbach, are good men, out of their depth. In some cases, it is the last vacation they will ever take as a family.
There are usually younger children, sure, still buying what dad is selling, but to ease his frustration, he turns to the oldest son. And that’s when the wrestling begins.
I can not tell you how many fathers and sons I’ve watched go at it on the sand in the past three days alone. Dad inevitably wins and order is restored in the universe.
And Baby sneaks off to fuck Patrick Swayze.
Jack Silbert, curator