Ping Pong Summer should be the kind of sweetly nostalgic comedy that
a guy like me would love for a couple of reasons. Having grown up a child of
the '80s, there's a twang of recognition at the mere mention of old school rap
groups like The Fat Boys, or downing tons of Pixie Sticks with my friends until
we were high as a rocket. Plus, being a child of the DMV I'm familiar with
Ocean City, MD where writer/director Michael Tully has set his film and clearly
has tons of his own childhood memories. And perhaps that is the problem, as
Tully goes so far down the retro rabbit hole there isn't the barest hint of an
engaging story.

Essentially what Tully is trying to do here is recreate the classic 1980s
"against all odds"
Karate Kid scenario, where the geeky kid
defeats the bully using a skill he never knew he had. In this case it's ping
pong, naturally, but the film isn't remotely interested in this triumphant
underdog scenario until we've heard our millionth unnecessary turntable scratch
(because turntables are uniquely '80s somehow?), and by then we're far beyond
caring. Set in 1985 although the references freely bounce around the decade,
the story centers on Rad (newcomer Marcello Conte), a stereotypical dork on
vacation with his family (John Hannah and Lea Thompson are his parents) in
Ocean City. Rad loves hip-hop and breakdancing, although he's terribly
goofy-looking while doing it. He's too innocent and naive to notice or care,
but that obliviousness extends to his new best friend, the jeri-curled
beatboxin' Teddy Fryy (Myles Massey). Of course there's a troubled hot chick,
Stacy Summers (Emmi Shockley), who has a jealous ex-boyfriend in Lyle (Joseph
McCaughtry), a guy who might as well have on a Cobra Kai t-shirt.

It's easy to see that Tully is intentionally aiming to be a totally
formulaic comedy here, going so far as to include Susan Sarandon in the Mr.
Miyagi role. She plays Randi Jammer, the town pariah who helps train Rad for a
ping pong match against Lyle to win Stacy's heart. One would think with
Sarandon clearly the film's biggest name there would be more scenes with her,
however she seems to be just passing through. There's also a significant
disconnect in the approaches taken by Tully and the cast. While he litters
every scene with as many self-referential cultural touchstones as possible: bad
hair, cassette tapes, hot pink; the actors play their characters straight up
and without parody. It's tough to figure if Tully is in love with the era or
trying to mock it. An "afterschool special" storyline involving
Stacy's addiction to Fun Punch, a Bug Juice-like concoction of Icee, Pixie
Sticks, and Pop Rocks would suggest Tully is having fun with the overzealous
"Say No to Drugs" campaign, but in other places there's a reluctance
to go beyond surface nostalgia.

Performances are earnest and somewhat endearing, especially Conte as the
story's clueless hero. Period details are on-point in only the most superficial
way, unlike a similar film like
Adventureland which truly feels of the
era.
Ping Pong Summer wants to be like the kind of movie you'd have
bought a ticket for in the '80s, but it's closer to the kind of film you wish
had stayed in the past where it belongs.