Is That All There Is? On Beauty and Absurdity in The Beach Bum We re here to have a good time. I just wanna have a good time until this shit s over, man.
Neon
In our monthly column
Laughed to Death, Brianna Zigler looks at the marriage between comedy and existentialism. For this installment, she unpacks the idyllic, inane approach to nihilism, mortality, and the absurdity of existence in Harmony Korine’s The Beach Bum.
“I could tell you that I’ve been trying to cover the abyss beneath my illusory connection with the world. I could tell you that it’s all written in the stars. I could tell you that I’m a reverse paranoiac; I’m quite certain that the world is conspiring to make me happy. All three of which are true, but it’s a little simpler than that. I like to have fun, man. Fun’s the fuckin’ gun, man.”