With Richard and Emmeline found dead in their boat their baby son is rescued by a passing ship. A plague breaks out on the ship and a young woman (who has a baby of her own) takes the baby back to the isle of his birth where they are stranded for years. When the woman dies, the grown children must learn to cope on their own.
Ah! The Blue Lagoon. Home to wind-swept palms, shell-strewn beaches, the occasional bone-jangling native ritual and, memorably, the dappled young bodies of Brooke Shields and that curly-headed bloke as they discover the wonders of adulthood ie. how to make babies. And now, 11 years later (hope you werent holding your breath), it has been deemed fit to make a sequel and yes! its exactly the same.
Except its not Brooke Shields. Brooke and Curly-Top, if you remember, were last seen with gurgling infant floating blissfully out to sea in a wooden dinghy. They are discovered in Return by a passing schooner, but only the babys alive. hes adopted by young widow Sarah (Pelikan), whos already got a baby girl and (surprise!) all three end up ship-wrecked back at Blue Lagoon island.
Cue amusing growing-up years where the young Richard (Ratliff) and Lilli (Barilla) ask their mother embarrassing questions about boys, girls, baby-making etc. in between youthful sun frolics. Sarah dies, the brats turn out beautiful, theres the inevitable bit of salty rough and tumble and true lurve wins out over unkind civilisation . . .Exactly the same.
Dividing the camera work between lingering shots of the breathtaking Fijian scenery and lingering shots of Ms. Jorovichs adolescent curves, (he chases sharks, she weaves mats). Krauses enthusiasm and Jorovichs pouting irritate after five minutes, so youre left with the sun, sea and sand very nice, but highly annoying if youre stuck in Dear Old Blighty . One for pervs and frustrated holiday-makers only.
Graham paints a picture of love that is tediously sexist. One for pervs and frustrated holidaymakers only.