Humanity is the natural enemy of utopia

Malvina 2022-03-15 09:01:03

"Scott suffers because everyone wants to have fun. On the perfect beach, nothing is allowed to interfere with happiness, even death." This is a film that can make idealism enter a short-lived climax and bring it back to reality. Plum has become a tourist, a stowaways, a farmer, a monkey, a Duffy, and finally himself. Without the existence of human nature, utopia cannot exist, and there is a price to be paid to reach heaven, sometimes even a dirty price. Pleasure and pain are caused by thoughts, and sometimes heaven can become hell with just a slight push or external interference, or in other words, heaven and hell coexist. There are imperfections in the way the film is shot, but it does not prevent people from seeing the ideas the director wants to express.

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The Beach quotes

  • Etienne: Oh fuck! Richard! Fuck!

    Richard: What?

    Etienne: I saw a fin!

    Richard: What? Are you joking?

    Etienne: No, no. A fin!

    Richard: OK, a shark fin?

    Etienne: I don't know! Just a fin! Over there, about a hundred meters.

    Richard: Well, was it big?

    Etienne: Yes.

    Richard: Well, what the fuck do you expect me to do about it?

    Etienne: Nothing! I just thought you should know!

    Richard: Well, to be honest, Etienne, I'd rather you hadn't told me!

    Etienne: I'm sorry!

    Richard: Well, it's a bit fuckin' late now, isn't it?

  • Keaty: [Keaty interrupts Richard whilst watching Francoise and pretending to read his book] One: she's just teasin' ya.

    Richard: What are you talking about?

    Keaty: Two: you don't speak French. Three: he speaks French. In fact, even better than that, four: he IS French. Five: he's much better at football - sorry, sorry, SOCCER - than you. And six: you're a bit strange, Rich. Some girls like that in a man, but not usually the sort of girls you wanna be with.

    Richard: Is that right?

    Keaty: Come on, your last girlfriend chucked ya, there must've been a reason.

    Richard: It was not my fault!

    Keaty: And seven: look at - look at your thumbs, man! They're well defined!

    Richard: Wh-what is that supposed to mean?

    Keaty: You play a lot of video games! That is a powerful index of incompatabilty.

    Richard: Why do I get the feeling like you're trying to tell me something?

    Keaty: You haven't a hope mate - not a bleedin' chicken's chance in Thailand. Know what I mean?

    Richard: Thank you.

    Keaty: So, enjoy the beach and cut the bullshit.

    Richard: [softly] Thank you very much.

    Keaty: It's my pleasure.