The Lighthouse (2019 film)
The Lighthouse (2019 film)
The Lighthouse is a 2019 film directed and produced by Robert Eggers, from a screenplay cowritten with his brother Max Eggers. It stars Willem Dafoe and Robert Pattinson as turmoiled nineteenth-century lighthouse keepers stranded at a remote New England outpost by a violent storm. The film has defied genre categorization in media, leading to multiple interpretations from critics.
"O what Protean forms swim up from mens minds, and melt in hot Promethean plunder, scorching eyes, with divine shames and horror... And casting them down to Davy Jones. The others, still blind, yet in it see all the divine graces and to Fiddlers Green sent, where no man is suffered to want or toil, but is... Ancient... Mutable and unchanging as the she who girdles round the globe. Thems truth."
"Should pale death with treble dread Make the oceän caves our bed, God who hearst the surges roll, Deign to save our suppliant soul."
"How long have we been on this rock? Five weeks? Two days? Where are we? Help me to recollect."
"Im damn-well wedded to this here light, and shes been a finer, truer, quieter wife than any alive-blooded woman."
"Doldrums. Doldrums. Eviler than the Devil. Boredom makes men to villains, and the water goes quick, lad, vanished. The only medcine is drink. Keeps them sailors happy, keeps em agreeable, keeps em calm…"
"Who are you again, Tommy? Im probably a figment of yer imagination. This rock is a figment of yer imagination, too. Yer probably wanderin through a grove of tag alders, up north in Canady, like a frostbitten maniac talkin to yerself, knee-deep in the snow, the blizzard overtakin ye."
"If I had a steak... Id fuck it."
"And if I tells ye to yank out every single nail from every molderin nail-hole and suck off every speck of rust till all them nails sparkle like a sperm whales pecker, and then carpenter the whole light station back together from scrap, and then do it all over again, youll do it! And by God and by golly, youll do it smilin, lad, cause youll like it. Youll like it cause I says you will! Contradict me again, and Ill dock your wages."
"And I had ‘im handy and helpless. Alone. Too far downstream. And I wanted to do ‘im in. I admit I did. Seein’ the back of his head. One swipe of the cant hook’d be all. It was... I didn’t... but I didn’t... I did not. The day was long as hell on that drive. I was lead-tired. I admit it. But I saw him slippin’, not me. And we saw the jam comin’. And I stood and he slipped. He shouted up. And I just stood. “Tom, you dog!” And I stood, is all. Just stood and watched ‘im git swallowed down by them logs. All I thought when he was done is, “I could use me a smoke.” That’s it. So, I packed up his kit and fixins, as if they was mine. And, well, Ephraim Winslow has a spiffy clean slate. Thomas Howard, he don’t. No prospects. How else am I gonna find respectable work?"
