Meet Joe Black/Far and Away - Movie Reviews - Rotten Tomatoes
Meet Joe Black is a film about a media mogul who acts as a guide to Death, who takes the I thought I was going to sneak away tonight. And not only will you have to pay him to do this, far more important, you'll have to agree with him. There's not an ounce of excitement. Not a whisper of a thrill. This relationship has all the passion of a pair of tit mice. I want you to get swept away out there. From the soundtrack to Meet Joe Black, this is Walkaway, composed by when the mysterious man at the coffee shop walks away from Susan.
Susan meets a vibrant young man at a coffee shop. He takes an interest in her and tells her that lightning may strike.
She is enamored but parts without getting his name. Unbeknownst to her, the man is struck by multiple cars in a possibly fatal accident. Death arrives at Bill's home in the uninjured body of the young man, explaining that Bill's impassioned speech has piqued his interest. Given Bill's "competence, experience, and wisdom", Death says that for as long as Bill will be his guide on Earth, Bill will not have to die.
Making up a name on the spot, Death is introduced to the family as "Joe Black". Bill's best efforts to navigate the next few days, knowing them now to be his last, fail to keep events from going rapidly out of his control. Drew is secretly conspiring with a man bidding for Parrish Communications. He capitalizes on Bill's strange behavior and unexplained reliance on Joe to convince the board of directors to vote Bill out as Chairman, using information given to him inadvertently by Bill's son-in-law, Quince, to push through approval for the merger which William had decided to oppose.
Susan is confused by the appearance of Joe, believing him to be the young man from the coffee shop, but eventually falls deeply in love with him. Joe is now under the influence of human desires and becomes attracted to her as well. After they make love, Joe asks Susan, "What do we do now?
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As his last birthday arrives, Bill appeals to Joe to recognize the meaning of true love and all it encompasses, especially honesty and sacrifice. Joe comes to understand that he must set aside his own desire and allow Susan to live her life. William Parrish[ edit ] Don't blow smoke up my ass, you'll ruin my autopsy. When I introduce you, and I tell them who you are, I don't think anyone will stay for dinner. Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without.
I say fall head over heels, find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. How do you find him? Well, you forget your head and you listen to your heart and I'm not hearing any heart.
Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. But You have to try, because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived Stay open, who knows? I thought I was going to sneak away tonight. What a glorious night! Every face I see is a memory. It may not be a perfectly Sometimes we've had our ups and downs, but we're all together, And you're mine, for a night.
And I'm going to break precedence and tell you my one candle wish: Don't they go by in a blink? You never know, lightning could strike. I want you to sing with rapture and dance like a dervish. You're just a kid in a suit. I did enjoy -- or rather I was interested in meeting John Bontecou, yesterday.
And -- impressive, I suppose. But, it did get me to thinking. See, I started in this business because this is what I wanted to do. I knew I wasn't going to write the great American novel, but I also knew there was more to life than buying something for a dollar and selling it for two. I'd hoped to create something, something which could be held to the highest standards.
And what I realized was I wanted to give the news to the world, and I wanted to give it unvarnished. The more we all know about each other, the greater the chance we will survive.
Sure, I want to make a profit. You can't exist without one.
But John Bontecou is all profit. Now if we give him license to absorb Parrish Communications, and he has his eye on a few others after us, in order to reach the world you will have to go through John Bontecou. And not only will you have to pay him to do this, far more important, you'll have to agree with him. Reporting the news is a privilege and a responsibility, and it is not exploitable.
Parrish Communications has earned this privilege. John Bontecou wants to buy it. As your Chairman, I urge you to agree this company is not for sale. Easy Bill, you'll give yourself a heart attack and ruin my vacation. Thank you for loving me.
I can't believe you people. I come for you, and you want to stay, I let you stay and you want to go.
Meet Joe Black () - News - IMDb
Make no mistake, should you choose to test my resolve in this matter, you will be looking at an outcome that will have a finality that is beyond your comprehension, and you will not be counting the days, or the months, or the years, but millenniums, in a place with no doors. You got enough nice pictures? Others[ edit ] Allison: I should have my head examined again. Love, passion, obsession, all those things you told me to wait for, well, they've arrived.
What are you afraid of, Dad? That I'll fall head over heels for Joe? It nice it happen to you. Like you come to the island and had a holiday. Sun didn't burn you red-red, just brown. You sleep and no mosquito eat you. But the truth is, it bound to happen if you stay long enough.Meet Joe Black (1998) - Lightning Could Strike Scene (1/10) - Movieclips
So take that nice picture you got in your head home with you, but don't be fooled. We lonely here mostly too. If we lucky, maybe, we got some nice pictures to take with us. I'm here William Parrish: What is this a joke, right? Some kind of elaborate practical joke?
Heh, at my fortieth reunion we delivered a casket to the class presidents hotel room and uh-- Death: Where are you going, Bill? The great Bill Parrish at a loss of words? The man from whose lips fall "rapture" and "passion" and "obsession"? All those admonitions about being "deliriously happy, that there is no sense in living your life without" all the sparks and energy you give off, the rosy advice you dispense in round pear shaped tones.
What the hell is this? Just think of millenniums, multiplied by eons, compounded by time without end. I've been around that long.