enjoi — bag of suck | the den - skateboard videos

Director: enjoi

There is a specific kind of tension in skateboarding between the "important" video and the one you actually want to watch. In 2006, the industry was leaning heavily into the cinematic—slow-motion high-definition sweeps, orchestral scores, and a sense of mounting athletic pressure. Then came Enjoi’s Bag of Suck. It didn’t just ignore the prevailing winds of the mid-2000s; it seemed to find them slightly ridiculous. Directed by Matt Eversole, Bag of Suck remains a foundational text because it prioritized the personality of the skater over the progression of the trick. It treated skateboarding not as a career path or a sports broadcast, but as a high-stakes comedy of errors performed in suburban parking lots and gray industrial parks. The Architecture of the Absurd The video is anchored by Jerry Hsu’s closing part, which has since transitioned from a "great section" to a piece of cultural heritage. It is a study in internal conflict. Hsu, skating to a melancholy track by The Beatles, looks as though he is fighting the very ground beneath him. The inclusion of his repeated, grueling slams—most notably the missed landing that resulted in a fractured ankle—wasn’t just "toughness" branding. It was an editorial choice to show the cost of the labor. When he finally rides away from the nollie back-side flip at Stormy’s, the relief is communal. But the video’s soul is equally distributed. You have Caswell Berry’s chaotic, high-speed spontaneity and Jose Rojo’s quiet, surgical precision on ledges that looked like they hadn’t been touched since 1994. Then there is Jason Adams, whose inclusion felt like a bridge to a different era—all slappy grinds and punk-rock urgency, proving that style is a matter of posture, not just technicality. Form and Feeling Visually, Bag of Suck feels like a home movie with a massive budget for film processing. The use of 16mm film for lifestyle shots gave it a warm, amber-hued nostalgia even as it was happening. It captured the "down-time"—the sitting on curbs, the bad jokes, the orange juice cartons—without it feeling like a staged lifestyle shoot. The title itself was the ultimate defensive maneuver. By calling it a "Bag of Suck," Enjoi removed the oxygen from any potential critics. You can’t tell a video it isn’t serious enough when it has already told you it’s garbage. That humility allowed the skating to breathe. It made the viewer feel like they were part of the crew, rather than a spectator at an event. The Legacy of the Tilt Twenty years later, the influence of Bag of Suck is visible in every independent "crew" video that prioritizes a specific "vibe" over a list of NBDs. It taught a generation that you could be the best skater in the world and still look like you were having a slightly difficult time. Get full credentials, skater details, and video soundtracks from our friends at skatevideosite.com