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Their first video was a disaster. A shaky, fifteen-minute epic titled “The Great Soda Geyser.” The audio was just wind noise and their own panicked laughter as a shaken two-liter of root beer erupted not onto Finn’s little brother, but directly into the camcorder lens. The tape ended in a blur of sticky brown foam.

The pallets split like toothpicks. The tarp tore. In a chaotic, slow-motion splash, all three kings were dumped into the canal. The Hi8 camera flew from Leo’s hand, performed a lazy spiral in the air, and plunged into the murky depths.

They spent a week stealing pallets from behind the grocery store and lashing them together with extension cords. Marcus, whose dad was a roofer, supplied a tarp and a single, ancient oar. The finished vessel was a monstrosity: crooked, splintered, and gloriously unseaworthy. The Kings of Summer Videos

That was the spark.

But the third summer—the legendary one—was when they made the video. Their first video was a disaster

But they uploaded it to a dead forum called DesertTapes.com —and someone in Albuquerque commented: “This is more real than TV.”

The irrigation canal that cut through the east side of town was a forbidden ribbon of brown water, lined with "No Swimming" signs and barbed wire. It was also the only body of water for fifty miles. The pallets split like toothpicks

They dragged the raft to a gap in the fence, dropped it into the murky canal with a wet thump , and climbed aboard. For ten glorious minutes, they floated. Marcus used the oar to push off from concrete banks. Finn dangled his feet in the algae-green water. Leo panned the camera across the backside of strip malls, the rusted water treatment plant, a single bewildered heron.