"Last Hippie Standing" is a video clip style portrait about the hippie generation. Thirty years ago, this was a movement which came to Goa to find something they couldn't find at home. Many...
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"Last Hippie Standing" is a video clip style portrait about the hippie generation. Thirty years ago, this was a movement which came to Goa to find something they couldn't find at home. Many returned, a few stayed. Goa, the hippie paradise of the 60's is our point where we start to search for "the last hippies". This former Portuguese colony in the south of India was for many the final destination after adventurous travels through Greece, Turkey, Iran, Afghanistan and Pakistan. Dreamlike untouched beaches promised to be a new holy land, which was also the spritual basis for Alex Garland's novel "The Beach". After viewing historical Super8 material we started searching for the famous beaches and found a new youth culture which seemed to be similar to the old hippie culture. Raver, Part-Time-Hippies, Backpacker und "normal" people enjoyed the beaches. We met people from Japan, Israel, Australia and the UK. Anjuna Beach is the center of the infamous Goa parties. Here, the millenium ... Written by
As a long time goa-head, I thought this would be an interesting chance to learn how it all began, and see if there are still any of the old hippy vibes left in Goa. Sadly, this documentary is so sloppily put together, it's almost unwatchable.
The film starts with an absolutely horrendous song made up of an untuned guitar and someone who, also out of tune, tries to sing the title of the movie. It's really terrible to listen to, and you just want it to stop, but sadly, this "song", if you can even call it that, keeps returning throughout the rest of the film.
What follows is various people talking about India, goa-trance and hippies. Some of the interview subjects are legendary icons in the goa-scene, but the filmmaker does such a shabby job at asking them questions, they're often left rambling on about the most mundane subjects, while interesting anecdotes are cut short. You start to wonder how little material the filmmakers had to work with, since they include a several minute clip of two men singing "Row your boat" in the back of a cab.
Lacking structure of any kind, the film comes off as the incoherent babble of several talking heads, only loosely connected through being set in the same country.
But as terrible as all that is, what really ruins this documentary, is the editing. Scenes skip from back and forth, with the audio and soundtrack stopping so abruptly, it sounds like someone is messing with the controls just to be a dick.
And just when you think it's gonna get better, comes that horrible theme song again... Bah.
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