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Hey, remember the movies Lord of the Flies, Blue Lagoon, Lost Horizon or even Apocalypse Now? Ok, The Beach isn't all about those. And I am serious.
"My name is Richard. So what else do you need to know?" and our travelogue begins. The Beach tells us of Richard (Leonardo DiCaprio), an alienated 20-something GenX-er-*****-vagabond-Nintendo-kid who backpacks to Thailand while running away from the overly convoluted computer-crazed and MTV culture, via an amblyopic and uninspired voiceover narration.
In search of the delicious self-perfection, self-absorption, and finally finding the abyss of his life, Richard stumbles onto the map, courtesy of Daffy (Robert Carlyle), to a shangri-la they call The Beach; finds a French couple, Francoise (Virginie Ledoyen) and Etienne (Guillaume Canet) and voila! off to this hidden paradise till everything gets sour (literally in the movie, that is) because of Richard's misdemeanors.
Director Danny Boyle (Trainspotting), shoots with jaw-dropping scenes and somewhat phantasmagoric camera he once did in Trainspotting, cinematically pretty edgy and bold sans the substance. But, so what? Never mind all those exotic tans and Sports Illustrated swimsuit models and dudettes frolicking or the breathtaking exoticism and all, The Beach, after all, is a bad place to be. Not if you are one of those screaming adolescent girls wearing braces.
Scenery at its best, and that's all about it.
§inned's Grade: C-
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