It doesn't matter if you've been a professional skier for decades or it's only your second season on the slopes--we all have to start somewhere. Whether it was our parents fitting us into tiny ski boots before we could walk, squeezing into spandex speed suits in junior racing leagues, or making edits with your friends on a jump you built in your backyard, every skier has a story. It was these humble beginnings around which the Whistler-based Blank Collective formed the idea for their latest film, Before Blank.
Only a few years since their inception, Blank Collective has been pumping out quality content over the past several seasons for those who prefer their skiing steep and deep. Shot exclusively between Whistler, Revelstoke, and Japan, Before Blank definitely checks both of those boxes.
Now while the film does include a healthy dose of tasty face shots and pillow lines, what makes it so unique are the old home movies from Alexi Godbout, Stan Rey, KC Deane, and friends' childhoods peppered in throughout. From old VHS tapes of practicing backflips on trampolines, jumping BMX bikes on homemade ramps, and even some old clips of the boys filming street segments back in the early-to-mid 2000's (you really gotta bring back the XXXL multi-color neon jacket, KC.)
Before Blank pays homage to all those memories that made the crew who they are today. In a touching intro, Godbout's dad can be heard narrating behind the camera as young Alexi makes some of his first turns on skis, "Alexi, I don't know if you are watching this and how old you are, but this is how you started."
Whether it's in their old home movies practicing turns on the bunny slope or at the top of an insane spine in British Columbia, one thing remains constant for the Blank Collective crew throughout the film--they've all got a big smile plastered across their face the entire time.
While they all might have had different upbringings in different places, their contagious love for skiing (and jumping off things) has brought them together. Before Blank not only gives you the uncontrollable urge to jump on a pair of skis, but also to take a trip down memory lane and dive into that old box of VHS tapes in Mom and Dad's basement.