Edge

Three over-the-hill surfers try to recapture their glory days with an ill-advised trip to Costa Rica and find out, amongst other things that sticking your hand up the arse of a horse owned by a Central American Drug Lord is not the best way to ingratiate yourself. Do they deal with this in a sensible mature way - apologise, explain that there is a perfectly good excuse for everything and beg forgiveness or do they go on the run in Central America, get pissed at every turn and generally wreck the place? "Fuckin wellard" - Sunday Times "Dog's Bollox" - The Obverser "A spellbinding and satirical play on cultural differences" - The Sun