The Beach is a story about fantasies, an intoxicating look at serenity, bliss and isolation and our often inane desire to hold onto them, despite any and all opposition. It's ideas are compelling, but Boyle's focus is nowhere to be found. This is a scattered mess that works for about fifty minutes, then begins to feel arduous and random. The fundamental notion of paradise is well represented, but everything else is muddled. The third act falls completely on it's face, trying to mimic Apocalypse Now's descent into madness somehow, but really just rendering itself mostly laughable. More than anything, this film was Leo's way of transitioning from heartthrob to movie star, an audacious and unglamorous role that ultimately served it's purpose despite being railed by the critics.
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