“NEIGHBORHOOD” a film by Cole Barash
“NEIGHBORHOOD” a film by Cole Barash
| November 15th, 2021 |
We are always after insight. Especially when it surrounds a subject of interest. Hearing Blake Paul and Dan Liedahl explain what snowboarding means to them, at its most basic and premature element, the art of resort riding, scratches that itch and provides context we may have overlooked. And most importantly, you end up wanting to ride and replicate those expressed feelings. With a lot of the same these days, this is not your average snowboard film, as Cole Barash explains:
“Neighborhood is a short film that taps into a place from where and why I began snowboarding. A place that is about the feeling of riding your local hill, doing a million laps and having a shit eating grin the entire time with your friends for no reason than to just be. It was what you had and you made the best of it because it was the best.
Within this piece, I went to spend time with Danimals at his home in Minnesota, and got a taste of the absolutely amazing rope tow culture—so rooted it feels ahead of its time. Then I spent a chunk with Blake Paul where he lives in SLC riding Brighton. The access to terrain, big squad vibe and the Milly chair.
I hope in the end, some crew of young-ass groms from the middle of nowhere sees this film and gets them hyped. Hyped to not need a helicopter, fly to a city to jib, or to be stressing on stacking. Just fired up to go up and take some laps, talk shit to each other and have a good time. As at the end of the day that’s all that really matters.”
Directed by Cole Barash
Edited and co/directed by Pep Kim
Cinematography by Michael Cukr, Harry Hagan, Pep Kim, and Cole Barash
Music by Thom Pringle, Billy Mcfeely, and Ray Barbee
Supported by Vans Snowboarding
This film was made in conjunction with Hillman, a zine shot by Cole. If Neighborhood is the motion picture version of the project, then Hillman is the photographic, tangible extension. As said before, it comes free with each copy of Torment Magazine Issue FOUR.
“living room” a short film featuring Cole Navin
“living room” a short film featuring Cole Navin
| October 27th, 2021 |
Torment proudly presents “living room,” a full feature film showcasing the movements and renderings of Cole Navin and his friends. Join us as we document the deep dive into Cole’s altered world.
additionally featuring tommy towns, reid smith, spencer schubert, savannah shinske, forest bailey, jill perkins, mark wilson, parker szumowski, nick erickson and dan liedahl
directed by cole navin & jon stark
filmed by jon stark
produced by ian boll & jon stark
8mm shot by cole navin, marc o’malley, jon stark, ian boll and tanner pendleton
16mm shot by ian boll, jon stark & tanner pendleton
additional filming by harry hagan, jake durham, tanner pendleton, marc o’malley, cole navin, savannah shinske, cam boll, colton morgan and reid smith
new york city, ny
mt. hood, or
This film was made possible by
living room | trailer
living room | trailer
September 15th, 2021
Coming October 27th…
A film based on the snowboarding and mindset of Cole Navin.
Alongside Parker Szumowski, Savannah Shinske, Dan Liedahl, Spencer Schubert, Jill Perkins, Tommy Towns, Forest Bailey, Reid Smith, Nick Erickson and Mark Wilson.
Join us for the world premiere of “living room” October 23rd at the Torment Mag Issue FOUR Magazine Release party in SLC, Utah along with “Good Sport.”
An ode to Chris Brunkhart
An ode to Chris Brunkhart
June 26th, 2021
Written by Tanner Pendleton
There’s a tendency to separate the artist from the work they create. That is to say, how often does one consider the complexities of the person behind the shutter when thumbing through their favorite magazine? Chris Brunkhart’s work demands such consideration. Opting-in to a deeper understanding of Chris as a person enriches our perspective of his vast archive of black and white photography—including the many years he spent documenting snowboarding pioneers, like Craig Kelley, Barrett Christie, and Bryan Iguchi. Similar to the impossible task of learning to turn with the finesse Craig had, Chris’ photography has delicate layers that will never be duplicated.
When I first heard that Chris was gay, I was met with mixed emotions—giddy at the idea of a queer lens shaping the early years of snowboarding, while heartbroken knowing that Chris is no longer with us. I learned that Chris struggled with his sexual identity, keeping it a secret for the majority of years he shot snowboarding. As I explored Chris’ photography, I was perpetually drawn to the work he created in his later years, outside of snowboarding. As if racing against time, he documented everything—from travels to Morocco and Hawaii, to years spent living in New York City. These images are poetic, mysterious, and brimming with a feeling of angst. Perhaps I’m projecting, but more than likely, these images are touching on an experience shared by myself and many LGBTQ+ people.
In his monograph How Many Dreams in the Dark (2010), Chris describes his affinity for photographing swimming holes. Many of these images portray youth observing the sheer beauty of water surrounded by dense forest; sometimes on the edge, as if contemplating taking the plunge; sometimes in mid-air, surrounded by a void of whiteness, as if jumping into the unknown. It’s hard not to connect such imagery to the queer experience—the swimming hole becoming a metaphor for self-acceptance and tranquility; the unforgiving terrain surrounding the pool of water representing the journey to get there. Whether or not these were Chris’ intentions, I can’t say. However, there is no shortage of similar themes and motifs throughout Chris’ work. One can only wonder if these internal dialogues date back to the snowboard years. At this point, we are only left with conjecture and a stack of negatives—but most importantly, a call to revisit and re-evaluate Chris’ work.
To end this week of queer pride in snowboarding, we would like to honor Chris, recognizing his queer identity, and the many contributions he made to the world of snowboarding. With the help of Chris’ husband Zeke, we are running a limited sale of three images from the archive. 100% of proceeds will go to Outside In. Since 1968, Outside In has transformed thousands of lives by helping break the cycles of chronic homelessness, poverty, and poor health among Portland’s LGBTQIA+ community, people of color, those experiencing homelessness, and the underserved.
Toilet Paper and Vodka: “Good Sport” in Russia During the Pandemic
May 18th, 2021
Photos by Marc O’Malley
Words by Spencer Schubert
Before our flight to Russia, the world was a different place than it is as I write this. Covid had begun to enter conversation, but I didn’t want to hear it. The world was only beginning to realize the scale of an incoming pandemic, but Derrek’s mom is a nurse and warned him of an inevitable lockdown. The day before the flight, he tried to explain the severity of getting stuck abroad, while I tried to convince the crew otherwise via group text. We’d had a slow start to the winter. It seemed this trip, a month in Murmansk, was going to be our saving grace, and I wasn’t going to let anything else hinder our project. I was willing to justify just about anything to get to Russia. It’s an intimidating place, but I never thought a virus would become our biggest fear.
The wild times started before we even left. Marc missed his flight because his Visa didn’t arrive in time, Derrek went to the hospital the morning we were supposed to fly out because he was feeling sick—the doctor said it was just stress. Upon landing in Murmansk, Tommy, Colton, and myself were certainly feeling the stress as well, as doubt grew that the car we rented would ever show up. But we made it to our hotel, and Artem arrived later that night. The other boys were only a day behind. Once everyone was there and got a few clips, it seemed as though it was all falling into place.
We were only a few days in when the boys woke me up in the middle of the night. News broke that Europe had issued a travel ban to the US. We piled into one hotel room, sitting on hold, the echo of awful elevator music resounding on repeat as we tried desperately to talk to anyone at the airlines. After an hour of panic we realized we weren’t in Europe. We were in Russia! The ban didn’t apply to us. So like any smart people in the middle of a global shutdown, we went back to bed to deal with it later. This set the tone for the trip.
Day by day, we spent breakfast arguing if that was going to be the last day we filmed in Russia. I called Chris Grenier, who had rushed home from Finland. He said it was a shitshow at customs and that we should fly back immediately. I withheld that information from the crew. Derrek was reasonably explaining that we should probably not get stuck in Murmansk, while I continued to make empty claims that the virus wasn’t anything to fret. We rationalized this by telling ourselves that customs back in the US would be packed, and we might as well wait that out.
Tommy became an Instagram god when we threw that Wolf of Wall Street scene on his story, as people across the globe panicked to get home. While the world settled into quarantine, we were running through flocks of pigeons and feeding wild dogs. I remember concerned texts from friends asking why we were still snowboarding, to which we would respond, “Yeah, Russia is loose. Fuck it.”
Checking the news on your phone from a Russian hotel room in the midst of a burgeoning pandemic. Russia was only reporting a few Covid cases, maybe eight in total or something. That was somewhat comforting, but Russia isn’t the most historically honest country either. Perhaps you remember Chernobyl? Russian borders were closed to most of Asia but still open to The States. Europe gave a few days’ warning before they closed the borders, so based on that we figured we were fine for the moment.
Not knowing how long we had, my priority was the blue rail next to the one Dillon Ojo famously hit. We went there with the intention to drink a Corona in his honor, and to our surprise, there was a rail just like his but with an extra kink. I had brought my Ojo pin and shirt, so I wanted to get a clip as a tribute.
I think we made it a week before it became clear that we needed to go home. People were already in full lockdown mode, and as much as I was relieved to leave, I was nervous about what we would return to. Quarantine memes were the main source of info I had as to what life looked like outside of Russia. Joking, I texted my roommate to ask if we needed toilet paper. Turns out we did. He said the liquor store was a madhouse too. So I left behind a beat-up board and my old boots to make room for what I would need for my journey home, toilet paper and vodka.
St. Johns’ Battle Royale: Who Will be Crowned Newfoundland’s Top Dog
April 26th, 2021
Times got tough as spots were checked off left and right, but the situation quickly escalated when the weather turned for the worse. Then the unthinkable happened. Mother Nature flashed her cold grin, bringing a once-in-a-lifetime storm to town that swirled like a mixed cocktail in an icy shaker. With airports shut down and food becoming scarce, crews were yet unaware that the only way off the island was to prove worthiness to the snowboard gods through a series of tests in strength, patience, mental function, and pain tolerance. The one to best adapt to this strenuous situation would be crowned Newfoundland’s Top Dog. The thing about this game of Survivor was that no one knew they were playing. Like Jim Carrey in The Truman Show, contestants would be guided only by their own inclination to either make the best of the situation, or complain while counting the seconds.
When the snowflakes of the bomb cyclone settled and the wind screeched to a soft tickle, a proclamation of state of emergency was broadcast by the prime minister. Chaos ensued in the streets as everyone was left to fend for themselves, trying desperately to get clips for their video parts. The game had begun.
Nick kept quiet, attacking when the rest of the crew let their guard down. He allowed his actions to speak for him. Things were looking up for the young kid. His Google Earth skills secured him a good position, and the residual benefits were enjoyed by Parker and Mark. Camaraderie was high indeed, but something had to give. Word on the street was that Nick was sharing information with rival crews. How he kept this a secret and avoided mutiny might go back to unbelievable slyness. The silent killer struck again, but was it enough?
Mark was actually the reason the K2 crew came to this dreaded island, fueled by a ticking clock otherwise known as a Real Snow deadline. Upon arrival, he ran into problems, and city workers seemed militant in stopping him. Displaying incredible talent, they ultimately marveled at the beauty of his board control and let him slide. Mark’s drink of choice was wine, believing antioxidants would harden his immune system. This proved a wise strategy, as sickness was defeated and alcohol numbed the pain of each extra day on the island. Before long, other crews turned to this technique, and it seemed everyone was stocking up on bottles of cheap Cab and ordering glasses of mediocre Merlot from the hotel bar at any hour.
Sometimes a gargantuan smile isn’t enough to fool the other contenders. Reid’s moderate piano skills played well for him but weren’t enough. While Reid’s time in Newfoundland no doubt hardened the boy, ultimately, he didn’t make it. Rumors began to circulate quickly. Some believe a benign tip-off from Dustbox members got him out unscathed, while others made claims that T. Bird traded him into the black market in order to leave. While early reports had Joe Sexton, a veteran of the game, praising Reid for his battle on the gap-to-flat, some say he was the one who put in a call to sabotage the boy for not going through the kink.
Official reports of Jed’s whereabouts were inconclusive and misaligned. One claimed he flagged down an old whaling captain headed north while spot-searching the marina. Another posited that he was seen hanging off the back of a Sobeys grocery truck headed west. Whether intel was correct is beside the point. Jed knew something was up. Maybe he was the only one to see outside this sick joke. He knew he wouldn’t win, but he was going to make it out alive. My guess is that much like those whalers, he got his quota and being stuck on an island with four dudes in an apocalyptic snowstorm didn’t sound appealing. Perhaps it was a smart move; it was certainly the safe one. When the storm rolled in the next morning, Jed had vanished into the thick marine layer that surrounded The Rock.
Parker, a unique human being who seemed completely unfazed at the proposition of staying for 17 weeks, not only outlasted the others, but is apparently still on the island, scoping spots for the approaching winter. Parker, Parker, Parker, how did you do it? Outlasting the others without losing your mind. Oh right, you love to snowboard, you like drinking, and you like cooking—all readily available for your state of emergency stay–and then some. We have a winnnnner.
An analysis of Parker’s tactics:
His time in the Lot Brigade provided Parker with the tools needed to withstand days on end of cold weather, heavy drinking, and hard living. It is these days in Alaska that honed his ability to outlast others. In fact, the times when Parker appeared to lose his mind may have been an act to push others to lower their guard. Excessive drinking and a high tolerance, an ability to procure and provide rations for the crew each night, and a deep-seeded desire to ride his snowboard allowed Parker to not only function but thrive. Is it me, or this ramen delicious?
WOP presents “Hiace”
WOP presents “HIACE”
April 25th, 2021
In this age of endless digital information, those once mysterious figures seem rare as we now know so much about the specificities of peoples’ lives. Well, the story ain’t the same for WOP. We can’t help but be curious about these individuals, especially their newest addition to the crew, in this ongoing video series providing an intimate view into their peculiar Finnish snowboard scene. Their films have notoriously created a racket among the room whenever you throw them on due mostly to Dr. Luti’s absolutely insane spot selection. Now throw in Niels Schack, Venla Mustonen, Sparrow Know and of course Sami Luhtanen himself, this video comes at you when you least expect it, right when the northern hemisphere is heating up for summer.
Sami Luhtanen (Dr. Luti) on Life and Snowboarding
Interview by Niels Schack
For the people that don’t know, where are you from and how old are you?
I’m from Finland and I’m 27 years old.
How long have you been filming with Tobbe?
I started filming with Tobbe in like 2012/2013 and at that time we were filming for the KBR crew. I only filmed for a couple of weeks with Tobbe that year because I was also filming with the Pirates guys. After two years of filming with Pirates I decided to move on and start filming with Tobbe full time. Now we’ve been filming more or less since we made our first movie in 2014/2015.
A few years ago you seemed to have disappeared off the radar of snowboarding, where were you?
Yeh, sometimes there comes a time when you don’t have another choice but to work on making your life better. It was a big step for me–I was trying to buy my brother’s house that he was in the process of building. In the end everything went smoothly and the house is nearly finished. A decent home for my family and a good place to spend time. I never had the feeling I had a home before. It’s cool that I am able to put energy into creating and I can work with my hands. Still have almost all my fingers left. Last, summer I only lost the end of my ring finger when I was fixing my Harley Davidson. All good.
What makes you most happy?
Snowboarding and skateboarding mostly. But also the smaller things make me really happy these days. Happy to go drink coffee and see my grandmother tomorrow!
What’s your approach when it comes to picking spots to snowboard on?
Spots pick us most of the time. If you have that feeling, you ride and try and have some fun. And if I have a feeling that it’s not right then we move on to somewhere else.
Are you currently on Capita?
It’s cool that they send me boards to film on. I am really grateful for all the help. I would like to snowboard more going into the future.
How did Niels get hurt this year, can you run us through the situation?
Destiny, he was trying to achieve his dreams!
How was filming this year, what was Covid like in Finland?
It was slow and took a long time to wake up the body. But I really can’t remember any bad days in the end. Covid really wasn’t much of an issue here. But nice to be out with good people.
Take us back to the Water Slide shot from 2015, what went down to make that happen?
“Tiger”—oh he is my old friend, thank god NEVER again. Long story short, the waterslide found me a long time ago. It’s right next to our local hill, I used to snowboard there a lot. For many years I knew the time was coming when I would have to ride the Tiger. We were filming a street part with Tobbe and we needed this spot. All I knew is that I was riding for Ride snowboards for 10 years and they found me right next to this slide when I was 11. Thought it would be a good way to make it legit.
The first day I was trying it, everything was ready, but then people who worked there didn’t let us try it. I told them I need the Tiger or I couldn’t put the part out. But they didn’t understand. They didn’t understand why I would wanna do it in the first place. So I had to snake it when the resort was closed. I was at home for about two weeks just trying to make this happen. Sometimes busted and then the snow started melting really fast. So there was no snow left to make the landing or the in run really. Just this little pile in the parking, and we built it with two trash cans to move snow around. The same guy who kicked me out comes back, but this time I told him I was doing this grass gap and he was cool about it. He left just saying from his window, “Remember don’t touch that waterslide” haha. I was still smiling when I put the snow at the top of the Tiger. Went there 6 times to 6 tries that one evening.
What’s next for you and WOP?
Pretty much trying to feed my soul with woodworking and skateboarding. Last few weeks I’ve been cleaning my yard, cutting apple trees, and starting to build a terrace next to the ramp. Now the weather is getting a bit colder again so I have to wait until the sun comes out to paint my house one more time. Also I’m going to therapy for a bit. When I’m not able to snowboard things can be hard at times. My head is sometimes too much and it’s really hard to focus on anything. But I have many projects going on now and I’m really trying to find all the energy from the present time. I’m making new coping for my ramp and tomorrow and I’ll turn on my wood cutter to make a decent deck for one table. And when the summer is over and winter is coming we hope for the best. Bring the family back together and see what happens.