Dear Level 1,

You might be confused by this letter. I mean, wasn’t it just a month ago that we were all oh my god Level 1 finally resisted the urge to stroke ski bro egos, followed by a helping of thank god they limited the repetitive drone of giant jump build segments? That happened, right? Right! So what might we have to say now?

Well, the thing is, you’ve made one of your better movies in years, BUT that doesn’t mean we’re actually happy over here at this fictional place we call BroBomb. Will Wesson’s stuff in the extras was still better than anything in that whole (still very good, seriously, we all did like it) damn movie! So, let’s just say this isn’t your opus, this isn’t your crowning achievement, but it’s a start down a road. But you damn well better keep walking that road because, well…progression, I guess.

I guess what I’m saying is that there’s still shit tons of room to improve. And since we’re 100% confident of our influence on all that happens within this strange little world of skiing, we’re going to make a few demands:

1. No more giant versions of things one might find in a regular park. Either your skiers can make normal stuff look cool or they are boring human beings. It’s as simple as that. Taking some sort of rainbowy box and doing nothing with it other than making it all huge and shit might make sense in a room full of ski jocks, but to everyone else it’s just gimmicky and regressive.

2. Dunfee already touched on this, but it bears repeating: If someone gave you the impression that we all wouldn’t watch a full segment of JP Auclair doing WHATEVER THE HELL HE WANTS…well, punch that person and never listen to him again. If JP says to you, “I want to spend two minutes of my segment recommending fine wines to pair with the choicest Quebecois cheeses,” just nod your head and go with it. The man’s a treasure, we will all love it.

3. You brought us Eric Pollard without the heavy hand of Nimbusery weighing everything down, and for that we are grateful. To improve on that you will need to follow my directions carefully. First, call him up and say that you’re planning a trip to whatever hippie soul skiing mecca all you brohemians are jazzed up about this year and you’ll be meeting up and leaving from SLC. Second, do not book that trip and instead threaten him with bodily harm if he doesn’t tag along with Will Wesson on whatever wacky urban/park extravaganza he has planned.

To get to the point, we want to see less gimmicks, more JP, and Pollard having fun on park and urban shit again. Sorry for all that filler.

That’s it really. Thanks.