On November 2, 2010, surfer Andy Irons died alone in a hotel room at Dallas鈥揊ort Worth airport鈥檚 Grand Hyatt while heading home from a competition in Puerto Rico. If you spent any time working on the ASP World Tour that year, as I did as a reporter, you knew that the 32-year-old superstar had a substance abuse problem. Maybe you heard about it. Maybe you witnessed it. Or, as was too often the case, maybe you indulged it with him. Drug use is omnipresent in professional surfing, an inconvenient truth that the multibillion-dollar surf industry鈥攆rom journalists, to sponsors, to marquis athletes鈥攈as worked with Weinsteinian verve to keep out of the sport鈥檚 narrative.
Many anticipated that Teton Gravity Research鈥檚 long-awaited documentary would be the definitive account of the three-time world champion鈥檚 life and mysterious death. The production company released the movie this month鈥攊t will be聽 later this summer鈥攂ut while the filmmakers treated Irons鈥檚 story with raw honesty, they ultimately avoided the code of silence within the surf industry that enabled his addiction.
Kissed by God vividly captures the Kauai native鈥檚 tortured path to the top. In a series of heart-wrenching close-ups, Irons鈥檚 widow, Lyndie, and his younger brother, Bruce, talk about his bipolar disorder and opioid addiction with a new level of frankness. These testimonials, and those of fellow competitors and friends like his rival Kelly Slater, shed new light on the sources of Irons鈥檚 explosive and often confounding intensity. As 国产吃瓜黑料 has reported, Irons wanted to come clean with the public about his substance abuse after completing a rehab program before his death, but then, possibly under pressure, decided not to.
The film also powerfully relays intimate details leading up to the day he died. Prior to arriving in Dallas, Irons had been using drugs again. Before lying down to rest, Irons called Lyndie, who was eight months pregnant with their first child. 鈥淚 was throwing up on the fucking plane, it was fucking hell,鈥 he told her in a voice mail that鈥檚 replayed in Kissed by God. Irons had reported flu-like symptoms in Puerto Rico; whether he was sick or strung out, we may never know. He went on: 鈥淚鈥檓 in Dallas. I made it this far…. I鈥檓 gonna try and sleep all day here and hopefully get on the flight tomorrow. Love you, bye.鈥
What the documentary does not include is that, following his passing, Irons鈥檚 family and main sponsor, Billabong, claimed that he鈥檇 succumbed to dengue fever. After nearly a year of delays, found no evidence of the virus and revealed that a severely clogged artery was the main cause of death. It also noted that cocaine, methamphetamine, methadone, and a generic form of Xanax were present in his system and contributed to his death.
For many in the surf industry, Irons鈥檚 fate was a chance to acknowledge the sport鈥檚 vices. This film has taken steps in that direction, but ultimately you鈥檙e left with the sense that the enablers were let off the hook while the enabled bared all. The result is a documentary as important and tragic as its subject, a young man who once said that riding a wave was like 鈥渂eing kissed by God.鈥 Irons needed surfing to survive. But he was overtaken by all that came with it on land.