Originally published in
1908, Henry De Vere Stacpole’s romantic novel The Blue Lagoon has been adapted for movies and television several
times, but the 1980 version is the most notorious. Starring
model-turned-actress Brooke Shields, who was 14 at the time of filming, the
picture attracted a fair amount of controversy because Shields’ character
appears nude throughout most of the fable-like story about two shipwrecked
children who become sexually active young adults during the years they spend
alone on a tropical island. Even though it’s plain watching the film that body
doubles were used and that Shields’ hair was strategically draped during many
scenes, there’s no escaping the way the actress is sexualized in every frame.
(Costar Christopher Atkins is objectified the same way, but he was over 18 when
he made the picture.) The Blue Lagoon
and 1981’s critically panned Endless Love
represent the apex of Shields’ early film career, during which her target
audience seemed to be pedophiles.
Yet one gets the impression that Randal Kleiser, the producer-director of The Blue Lagoon, saw the movie as a poetic tribute to innocence, love, and nature. He even hired one of the industry’s best cinematographers, Nestor Almendros, to fill the screen with rapturous images of beautiful young people cavorting on pristine beaches and swimming with fantastically colored wildlife in crystal-clear waters. Had Kleiser realized his vision, The Blue Lagoon could have been sweet and touching. Alas, because Kleiser cast his lead actors primarily for their looks—and because he inherited all the creepy baggage from Shields’ previous films—Kleiser ended up making the equivalent of softcore kiddie porn.
Yet one gets the impression that Randal Kleiser, the producer-director of The Blue Lagoon, saw the movie as a poetic tribute to innocence, love, and nature. He even hired one of the industry’s best cinematographers, Nestor Almendros, to fill the screen with rapturous images of beautiful young people cavorting on pristine beaches and swimming with fantastically colored wildlife in crystal-clear waters. Had Kleiser realized his vision, The Blue Lagoon could have been sweet and touching. Alas, because Kleiser cast his lead actors primarily for their looks—and because he inherited all the creepy baggage from Shields’ previous films—Kleiser ended up making the equivalent of softcore kiddie porn.
After a passable first hour during which
the vivacious British actor Leo McKern plays a sailor who washes ashore with
the children and teaches them basic survival skills, the movie takes a nosedive
once Atkins and Shields commence performing the lead roles. Each has decent
moments, but more often than not, their acting is laughably amateurish. This
makes the story’s incessant focus on sex seem puerile instead of pure.
Concurrently, Kleiser’s indifference toward promising plot elements, such as
the presence of brutal savages on the far side of the lovers’ island, means
that repetitive shots of naked frolicking dominate. Still, the promise of
naughty thrills often generates strong box office, and The Blue Lagoon did well enough to inspire a sleazy knock-off
(1982’s Paradise, with Phoebe Cates),
a theatrical sequel (1991’s Return to the
Blue Lagoon, with Milla Jovovich), and a made-for TV remake (2012’s Blue Lagoon: The Awakening, broadcast on
Lifetime).
The Blue Lagoon: LAME
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