Classic Films

The Blue Gardenia

Image credit: The Blue Gardenia, 1953

Happy Noirvember to all who celebrate! Since most of the classic film community is spending this month watching private investigators, ragged newsmen, alcoholics, and suspicious dames, I’m getting in on the action with the terrific Tiki noir, The Blue Gardenia (Disc/Download). What makes a “Tiki Noir”, you ask? Well, when the main character drinks too many Pearl Divers and wakes up next to a dead body, I think that qualifies.

Set in 1950s Los Angeles, The Blue Gardenia incorporates the Tiki culture that was all the rage at the time by setting a pivotal scene in a South Seas restaurant at the corner of Hollywood and Vine. Switchboard operator Norah Larkin is enjoying a solo birthday when she opens a letter from her Korean soldier sweetheart, only to find she’s been dumped. Depressed, she accepts an invitation to dinner at the hippest spot in town from a man she doesn’t know. The Blue Gardenia is pretty much my dream movie bar, complete with peacock chairs, Cantonese food, and Nat King Cole on the piano. As she gets blackout drunk in the Coral Room, a lecherous Raymond Burr makes his move. He convinces her to come back to his place, attempts to have his way with her, and in all the chaos and confusion (thanks to Fritz Lang’s skilled direction and lighting), we know somebody gets knocked out, we know there’s a metal fireplace poker, but we don’t know who does what to whom. When Norah wakes up and sees her dead date, she has no idea: is she a killer, or an innocent person in the extremely wrong place at the wrong time?

The drink served at the Blue Gardenia is called a Polynesian Pearl Diver, but it doesn’t look like any Pearl Diver I’ve ever seen (see my Goonies post as example). This one has the traditional Navy Grog ice cone, and what looks like a rum floater on top. I assume Don the Beachcomber was not a technical advisor here, but it looks like a tasty concoction nonetheless. While watching The Blue Gardenia, try my interpretation of this film’s lethal cocktail, the Polynesian Pearl Diver.

Polynesian Pearl Diver

1 ½ oz gold Puerto Rican rum

½ oz Demerara rum

¾ oz Gardenia Mix*

1 oz orange juice

¾ oz lime juice

1 dash Angostura bitters

¾ oz Kraken dark spiced rum (floater)

Ice cone (garnish)

Lime wheel and cherry (garnish)

Insert an ice cone with straw into a glass and fill surrounding area with crushed ice. Set aside. Blend gold rum, Demerara rum, gardenia mix, orange juice, lime juice, and bitters with 4 oz crushed ice in a blender or drink mixer. Strain contents through a wire mesh sieve into prepared glass. Top with a floater of Kraken dark spiced rum, and add a lime wheel and cherry for garnish.

*Gardenia Mix:

1 oz honey

1 oz unsalted butter

1 tsp cinnamon syrup

½ tsp Allspice liqueur

½ tsp vanilla syrup

Put all ingredients in a bowl, and whip vigorously until smooth and creamy.

Anne Baxter seems to love this one- a little too much!

Beyond the terrific Tiki cocktail plot point, I adore this movie because parts of it are reminiscent of a Golden Girls episode. Norah lives with two other women, one a “Blanche” type going out on the town every night, the other a bookish, whipsmart “Dorothy”. I guess that makes Norah the “Rose”: dumb enough to go out with a man she hardly knows and drink a pint of rum. These girls are always there for each other, through bad dates, broken engagements, tough days at the telephone switchboard, and murder charges. Now that’s what I call being a friend. Cheers!

Classic Films

Captain Blood

Image: Captain Blood, 1935

From the title alone, it may seem like this week’s film Captain Blood (Disc/Download) is a perfect Scary Movie watch. Turns out, this is not a tale of vampire seamen. Rather, it’s the swashbuckling adventure flick starring Errol Flynn and Olivia DeHavilland, and it’s the perfect way to celebrate the release of A Star is Scorned, the terrific Classic Hollywood-era romance from one of my favorite authors, Maureen Lee Lenker!

If you think classic film stars cosplaying the 1600s can’t be sexy, think again. Captain Blood enters the movie as Dr. Peter Blood, making him not just a Hot Pirate, but also a Hot Doctor. He gets sold into white slavery after being convicted of treason, all for the crime of treating an injured man who rebelled against the petulant, cruel King James II. As he explains so perfectly, his loyalty is to his fellow man, not his king.

Same, Dr. Capt. Blood, same.

Once his slave ship lands in the West Indies, he begins an enemies-to-lovers romance with Arabella (Olivia DeHavilland) that spans several islands and regime changes. Blood finally manages to escape his bondage when Spanish pirates attack and leave their boats unattended for a night a drunken revelry. After this, the doctor goes full-on buccaneer, amassing doubloons and flying the Jolly Roger. There are sword fights, cannon blasts, and even a peg leg or two, as his path leads him toward new enemies, and old loves.

I use blood orange cordial in a lot of drinks this time of year, and it’s a great option when fresh blood oranges are out of season. This cocktail uses rums from some of the places Capt. Blood sails to during the course of the movie, which really makes the settings come alive. While watching Captain Blood, I recommend drinking a Bloody Grog cocktail.

Bloody Grog

½ oz grenadine

½ oz blood orange cordial (I use Liber & Co.)

2 oz Jamaican pot-still rum

½ oz Overproof 151 rum

½ oz Allspice Dram

1 oz lime juice

1 dash Peychaud’s bitters

Garnish: blood orange wheel and fresh mint

Combine all ingredients in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill, and strain into a glass filled with fresh ice. Garnish with a blood orange wheel and fresh mint.

In Lenker’s latest novel, the main character Flynn Banks is just as dreamy as Errol Flynn, and comes complete with a trained monkey named Rallo (if you were a Marcel fan during the heyday of Friends, then you’ll be as excited as I am about this detail!). The scenes of sword fighting are super fun, and Flynn’s California beach house is giving big Mildred Pierce vibes. If you watch Captain Blood and need more classic Hollywood romance and adventure in your life, definitely give this book a read. Cheers!

Comedies

Back to the Beach

Image: Beach to the Beach, 1987

Some movies get burned into your brain at such a young age that decades later, you can still remember flashes of dialogue and music. Back to the Beach (Disc/Download) is one such movie for me, forming a core 1980s childhood imprint as well as a lifelong love of 1960s kitsch.

My gateway into loving this movie was undoubtedly Pee-wee Herman’s cameo. Back in the eighties, I adored Pee-wee, and Pee-wee on a surfboard, doing the “Surfin’ Bird” was extremely exciting. The recent documentary Pee-wee as Himself unlocked a lot of memories, making me gasp with recognition at the Tiki idol near the door of his playhouse, Miss Yvonne’s retro A-line dresses, and all that large-scale terrazzo. Somehow, I’ve styled my life like Pee-wee’s without even realizing it! But it doesn’t stop there. Back to the Beach is an important part of the Liz Locke lore because it also incorporates my love of 1960s surf culture and teen beach movies. Frankie and Annette bring their helmet hair and cheeky dialogue into the 1980s, reprising old characters as they attempt to save their marriage, save their daughter (played by Lori Loughlin, or as I know her, “Aunt Becky”), and save the beach from a group of leather-clad punks. Somehow, this spoof of the beach movies works even better than the originals because it never takes itself seriously. We’re supposed to laugh at Annette singing “Jamaica Ska”, all those silly rear projections, and Frankie Avalon’s obsession with his hair. And boy, do I laugh.

Another thing I love about this movie is the incorporation of Tiki. It’s kind of amazing, considering Tiki was largely out of fashion by the 1980s, yet there was still a subculture of cool Los Angeles creatives who embraced it. Annette gets tempted by something called a Stunned Mullet, and while I’m not sure what’s in it, the mystery gives us freedom to make it up as we go along. Kind of like the plot of this movie!

Stunned Mullet

2 oz Vodka

4 oz Pineapple Juice

1 oz Coconut Cream

1 oz Macadamia Nut Liqueur

1/4 oz Lime Juice

Pineapple, Cherry, Umbrella (suggested garnish)

Combine vodka, pineapple juice, coconut cream, macadamia nut liqueur, and lime juice in a blender and add 2 cups of crushed ice. Blend until slushy, then pour into a coconut Tiki mug. Garnish with pineapple, cherry, and umbrella.

It’s interesting how Back to the Beach is both a time capsule of the 1980s as well as the 1960s, existing now as a retro joke within a retro joke. I don’t know which particular era Pee-wee calls home, but I like to think he’s timeless, surfing through our memories like the Big Kahuna he’ll always be. Cheers!

Classic Films · Dramas

A Place in the Sun

Image credit: A Place in the Sun, 1951

This week, I’m in the mood for beautiful gowns, retro bathing suits, a Tiki dinner party at the lake, and maybe a little murder. A Place in the Sun (Disc/Download) satisfies all these cravings, making it my perfect summer watch.

You’ve probably seen the dress designed by Edith Head and worn by Elizabeth Taylor—the one with the dozens of tiny white flowers covering the bust.

You may have also seen the funny gif of Elizabeth collapsing into a heap on her bedroom floor (director George Stevens must have had a thing about her suddenly fainting because he made her do it again in Giant). But what you might not already be familiar with is the nuanced performance turned in by Montgomery Clift, who makes us question our own ideas of right and wrong; of guilt and innocence.

George Eastman starts out with a menial job at his uncle’s bathing suit factory, determined to work hard and earn a promotion one day. But when he begins an empty affair with his poor, vulnerable co-worker (Shelley Winters) while secretly pining for wealthy socialite Angela Vickers (Elizabeth Taylor), he loses a bit of our sympathy. And yet… there’s a part of me that just wants Shelley to go away so he can be with the dazzling one. And boy, does Elizabeth dazzle, with her eyelashes and her gowns and her speedboats. The director often shoots her in close-up, and it has a hypnotizing effect on the audience. We would do anything to see more of her; of course George would feel the same.

I knew this was probably a champagne movie, and definitely a martini movie, but I didn’t realize it’s also a Tiki movie! It makes perfect sense the wealthy family in this would throw a Polynesian-inspired dinner party, as the film was made during the height of the South Seas craze. Complete with leis and pineapple serving bowls and a live steel guitar player, it’s like the characters all decamped to Trader Vic’s for the night. Let’s celebrate this fabulous turn with a Tiki variation on the Vesper martini. While watching A Place in the Sun, I recommend drinking a Loon.

Loon

2 oz London Dry Gin

¼ oz Cocchi Americano

¼ oz PAMA Pomegranate Liqueur

Stir all ingredients together in a shaker with ice, and strain into a coupe glass. Garnish with a twist of lemon and a flower.

The novel this film is based on is titled An American Tragedy, and indeed the film is a tragedy, despite its wistful title change. It declares that the one making the bathing suits will never be the one wearing the bathing suits; that the American Dream is a myth for so many. Seventy-four years later, we’re still following the same old script.

Classic Films

Gidget Goes Hawaiian

Image credit: Gidget Goes Hawaiian, 1961

The thing I love most about 1960s films set in Hawaii are the glimpses of jet set resorts, with their swanky tropical bars and even swankier patrons. It’s even more fun if the featured resort is still in business today, slinging pink cocktails and getting people lei’d.  If you can’t book a stay at The Royal Hawaiian right this second, the next best thing is watching its star turn in 1961’s Gidget Goes Hawaiian (Disc/Download).

With actress Deborah Walley stepping aboard Sandra Dee’s famous surfboard, Gidget Goes Hawaiian picks up where the first film left off. Our beloved surfer girl is pinned, but not for long. Gidget’s parents take her on a Hawaiian vacation against her wishes (talk about first world problems!), where she mingles with other vacationing teens. Mopey, ungrateful Gidget still misses Moondoggie, so her dad (played by the always-delightful Carl Reiner) flies him to Honolulu as a surprise. The catch? There’s a rumor spreading about how Gidget has been unfaithful, so now she has to spend the rest of the movie convincing everyone she isn’t a “fallen woman”. The plot is thin and outdated, but the cocktails are plenty, the hotel is pink, and that’s enough for me.

Speaking of hotels, it’s really fun to see what The Royal Hawaiian looked like in 1961, having personally stayed there in 2024. I don’t have to imagine having a drink at the Mai Tai bar like Carl Reiner because I lived it! In fact, I enjoyed this specific drink, which takes its color inspiration from the hotel’s pink stucco exterior. While watching Gidget Goes Hawaiian, I recommend drinking a Pink Palace.

Pink Palace

2 oz Light Rum

1 oz Grand Marnier

1 oz Cream of Coconut

1 oz Pineapple Juice

1 oz Grenadine

1 cup ice

Maraschino Cherry (garnish)

Combine all ingredients in a blender with ice, and blend until liquid. Pour into a glass and garnish with a cherry and pink umbrella.

In my view, Gidget was the original White Lotus traveler. After Hawaii she headed to Italy, and while there was not a fourth Gidget film (unfortunately), I like to imagine she would have gamely surfed the beaches of Thailand if given the chance. Can you imagine her and Moondoggie at a Full Moon Party??? C’mon Hollywood, let’s make it happen. If we’re rebooting every other franchise, why not the Gidge? Cheers!

Image credit: Gidget Goes Hawaiian, 1961
Classic Films · Dramas

Only Angels Have Wings

Image credit: Only Angles Have Wings, 1939

Those who follow the Cinema Sips Instagram account know I love spending Friday night with a cocktail, a pizza, and movie from my Uncle Len’s Criterion Closet. Several weeks ago, I posted about watching Only Angels Have Wings (Disc/Download) and was overwhelmed by the response I received from fans. After getting over my grievance that so many of y’all were holding out on me with your recommendation, I decided the best gift I could give to lovers of this Howard Hawks classic was a cocktail pairing.

Starring Cary Grant as the owner of an air mail service in the fictional South American port town of Barranca, Only Angels Have Wings is kind of like the TV show Wings, except you never really know if the pilots are coming back for episode 2.  The geography in this part of the world makes flying difficult, and planes are forced to travel blindly through thick banks of fog. Jean Arthur arrives on a banana boat (literally, a boat carrying bananas, not the bouncy, inflatable water activity for drunk spring breakers), and after charming a couple of the American pilots, this sunshine meets her grumpy match in the form of Cary Grant’s weathered airman Geoff. He’s got no time for flirting, and no interest in forming attachments when life is so precarious. Just ask his ex, played by a young Rita Hayworth. Of course Jean wears him down, and one bullet wound later, he’s ready to risk something even scarier than a dangerous flight: his heart.

The tropical setting of this movie lends itself nicely to a tiki-inspired cocktail, and lucky for us, Don the Beachcomber came up with an appropriately named one just a couple years after the film was made. While watching Only Angels Have Wings, I recommend drinking a Test Pilot.

Test Pilot

1 ½ oz Dark Rum

¾ oz Light Rum

½ oz Cointreau

½ oz Lime Juice

½ oz Falernum

1 dash Angostura Bitters

6 drops Pernod

Maraschino cherry (garnish)

Combine ingredients in a blender with a cup of ice. Blend for about five seconds, until the ice is crushed but not liquefied. Pour into rocks glass, add more crushed ice if needed, and garnish with a maraschino cherry.

Director Howard Hawks does a terrific job with the aerial sequences in this movie, but it’s the horrific bird strike that really had me on the edge of my seat. It’s easy to see why Only Angels Have Wings is so popular among classic film fans because not only is it great to look at, but it maintains a high level of suspense throughout. My friends in cinema, if you wanted me to fall in love with this movie, all you had to do was ask. Cheers!

Comedies

About a Boy

Look who’s comin’ round the bend… it’s Hugh Grant and Nicholas Hoult in this week’s pick About a Boy (Disc/Download)! I’m shocked I haven’t covered this on Cinema Sips yet because A) it’s a Christmas movie (kind of) and B) it’s one of my all-time favorites. College-aged Liz saw this multiple times in the theater, watched the DVD on repeat, and fantasized about someday possessing enough time and disposable income that I could spend all day watching game shows, eating in nice restaurants, and having my hair carefully disheveled. Two out of three ain’t bad, I suppose. Who needs game shows anyway?

Based on the Nick Hornby novel, About a Boy pairs Grant as the single, unapologetically selfish Will, with young Hoult in the role of Marcus: a sensitive boy with a depressed hippie for a mother. The two meet through a mutual acquaintance, and soon Marcus is coming over to Will’s house after school to watch television. TV eventually turns into life advice, then friendship, and before you know it, Will’s snagged an invite to what is one of the most realistic and hilarious blended family Christmas gatherings I’ve ever seen. Marcus’s mom (a brilliant Toni Collette) gives her son a crappy tambourine for their Roberta Flack sing-a-longs, while Will gets him a Mystikal CD and portable player. As it turns out, Will is the only one who pays attention to Marcus’s needs and desires because all the other adults are too busy dealing with their own dysfunction. Interesting that it took the person who’d been stranded on his own lonely island to show up with a life raft.

Because Will’s life is basically a vacation from real adulthood, he commits to living like he’s on a sun-drenched tropical isle. He separates his daily activities into small units of time, seeks out simple indulgences, and carefully curates who is allowed to fly in for a visit. I too adopted the Island Living ethos during the pandemic, so I know for a fact that movies and tiki cocktails are a perfect match for this lifestyle.  While watching About a Boy, I recommend drinking an Island Living Swizzle.

Island Living Swizzle

1 oz Light Rum

1 oz Overproof Rum

½ oz Amaretto

1 oz Pomegranate Juice

¾ oz Lime Juice

¼ oz Cinnamon Syrup

Splash of soda water

Dried Citrus Wheel

Dusting of nutmeg

Combine rums, Amaretto, cinnamon syrup, pomegranate and lime juices in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill and combine, then strain into a glass filled with fresh crushed iced. Top with soda water and stir gently. Garnish with dried citrus and dusting of nutmeg.

Not only does About a Boy contain my favorite Hugh Grant performance, but it’s also wild to see current heartthrob Nicholas Hoult as a small pre-teen with crooked bangs and an ugly rainbow jumper. If you need a holiday movie and cocktail that are the perfect blend of acid and sweet, join me on this island and give About a Boy a watch. Cheers, and warmest wishes for a jolly holiday from Cinema Sips!

Action/Adventure/Heist · Classic Films

King Kong

I’ve written before about my love of Kong, Godzilla, Indominus Rex, and pretty much any large prehistoric creature that roams the jungle and has a complicated relationship with humans. I’ve also written about my love of Tiki cocktails, so this week, I’m combining my two favorite things with the original 1933 King Kong (Disc/Download) and a banana-flavored tropical concoction.

For many years, my only relationship to the classic King Kong was knowing that Sandra Dee calls it a “wonderful old horror number” in A Summer Place, using it as a cover for why she has to stay out so late with her boyfriend. They have to watch it twice! Frankly, if the choice is between a double feature of Kong and Kong, or losing my virginity to Troy Donahue, I’d go with the ape every time. The movie is that good! For those familiar with the Peter Jackson 2005 remake, the original is extremely similar to that version, but isn’t bogged down by pacing problems. I’m sorry Mr. Jackson, but you don’t need three-and-a-half hours to show us how a giant ape was taken from his island and set loose in New York City. In 1933, they kept the character backstories tight, they kept the dinosaur fights to only the essentials, and they didn’t waste a lot of time once Kong hit Manhattan. Although stop motion animation is no match for our modern visual effects, it still blows my mind how ahead of its time this movie is. I feel the power of Kong’s strength, just like I feel his vulnerability, whether I can see every strand of hair on his head or not. That’s true movie magic.

One of my favorite cocktail trends of 2024 has been the resurgence of banana liqueur. I’m seeing it in so many things, from Spritzes to Old Fashioneds, making every drink it graces feel like a vacation. If you want to take a trip to Skull Island, try mixing up this Eighth Wonder of the World cocktail.

Eighth Wonder of the World

1 ½ oz Aged Gold Rum

¼ oz Kahlua Coffee Liqueur

¼ oz Banana Liqueur

½ oz Orgeat Syrup

1 ½ oz Pineapple Juice

¾ oz Lemon Juice

Dash Angostura Bitters

Pineapple garnish

Combine Rum, Kahlua, banana liqueur, orgeat, pineapple juice, lemon juice, and bitters in a shaker with ice. Shake until chilled, then strain into a glass filled with fresh crushed ice. Garnish with a pineapple wedge.

If I had to pick a favorite iteration of King Kong, it is undoubtedly this original 1933 version. Not only does it feature the sensitive beast I know and love, but there are dinosaurs, an ocean crossing, a short runtime, and a feisty Pre-Code heroine. Fay Wray isn’t your average damsel in distress; she’s a survivor. It’s no wonder beauty killed the beast. Cheers!

Comedies

Six Days, Seven Nights

By the time this post goes live, I will (hopefully) be sitting on Waikiki Beach with a Mai Tai in my hand. Sadly, I can’t take all my readers with me, but I can tell you which tropical adventure romance you should watch with a tiki cocktail. Six Days, Seven Nights (Disc/Download) is certainly a product of the 1990s, but even twenty-five years on, it’s still a fun little cinema vacation.

Starring Anne Heche as a busy magazine editor whose boyfriend (David Schwimmer, still playing Ross Geller) surprises her with a Polynesian island vacation, and Harrison Ford as the sexy curmudgeon pilot who flies her into a lightning storm, Six Days, Seven Nights is your basic rom-com with nipples. Lots of nipples. All I can say is, poor Anne must have been very cold on this shoot, and/or the costume designer must have had an aversion to bras. I’d kind of forgotten that the nineties were full of thin spaghetti-strap nightgowns masquerading as dresses, but this movie brings it all back. Harrison Ford did his best to warm her up after they crashed on a deserted island, barbecuing peacocks and doing an extremely obvious From Here to Eternity kiss along the shoreline, but even in sweltering jungle heat, the high beams were on.

Eventually, all good island romances must face a great challenge, and this one comes at the hands of Danny Trejo and his band of murderous pirates. Anne and Harrison didn’t have a way to radio for help, and her flip phone was useless, but we can pretend they sent out a distress signal with this Morse Code-inspired tiki cocktail, 3 Dots and a Dash.

3 Dots and a Dash

1 ½ oz Rhum Agricole

½ oz Aged Rum

¼ oz Velvet Falernum

¼ oz Allspice Dram

½ oz Honey Syrup

½ oz Lime Juice

½ oz Orange Juice

1 dash Angostura Bitters

Maraschino cherries and pineapple leaf (garnish)

Add first eight ingredients to a cocktail shaker and shake with crushed ice. Pour entire contents into a tiki mug or glass, and top with more crushed ice. Garnish with a three maraschino cherries and a pineapple leaf.

Although this code actually means V for Victory, I think it still applies here. After all, our heroic pilot and equally capable Dazzle magazine editor were victorious over the pirates, and the dull relationships they left back home. That certainly calls for a toast, preferably one with a little umbrella. Cheers!

Dramas

Cast Away

Image credit: Cast Away, 2000

Isolation, survival—these are words we’ve heard a lot over the past several years. They’re words that echo in my head as the summer blues set in, and I start to forget what it’s like to walk outdoors in the middle of the day, meet a friend for a drink, or even talk to anyone outside of my immediate household. My dog may as well be named Wilson. Thus it seems appropriate to revisit the Tom Hanks classic Cast Away (Disc/Download), the movie that always reminds me that no matter how lonely or frustrated I may feel about spending June-September trapped indoors, things could be worse.

When FedEx employee Chuck Noland washes up on a remote beach in the South Pacific after a harrowing plane crash, he’s still sporting a fuzzy Fair Isle Christmas sweater and a little holiday weight. He must use whatever was in his pockets to stay alive until he’s rescued, which it turns out consists of nothing more than an antique watch, a flashlight, and one sock. Eventually some FedEx packages from the crash wash up, giving him a few more marginally useful items (VHS tapes—who knew???), as well as volleyball BFF, Wilson. The audience thinks this will be just a short stay on the isle of loneliness, until the film jumps four years into the future and Hanks is… still there. He’s slim, he’s blonde, he’s learned to catch fish and make fire, and he’s made a little cave home. He’s adapted, as we all did in the spring of 2020. The struggle is still there, but now it’s a constant buzzing in the background, instead of an intermittent roar.

Speaking of struggle, this guy has it rough. Making fire is a battle waged with calloused, bleeding hands, and don’t even get me started on the coconuts. Piña Coladas will never look the same to me. Let’s toast this castaway’s ingenuity and perseverance with a tasty Tiki cocktail, the Suffering Bastard.

Suffering Bastard

1 oz Brandy

1 oz Gin

½ oz Lime Juice

¼ oz Simple Syrup

2 dashes Angostura Bitters

4 oz Ginger Beer

Fill a glass with ice and set aside. Add more ice to a shaker, along with Brandy, Gin, lime juice, simple syrup and bitters. Shake until chilled and combined, then strain into prepared glass. Top with ginger beer and stir gently.

To look at still frames of this movie, one would think Noland has landed in paradise. But what that picture doesn’t show is the yearning he feels for his loved ones, the sadness from feeling forgotten and stuck, and the desperation that would drive a man to head into the vast ocean with nothing more than a few logs and half a Porta Potty. And of course, Wilson. Because like the Bette Midler song says, you gotta have friends. Cheers!