Brutally Honest: 10 "Closer" Quotes For Those Who Stopped Believing in Love
August 15, 2018|Hugo Marquez
It’s been more than ten years since this movie was released, and it still thrills us to see that love is not what we think it is. We found very sad quotes about love.
An adaptation of Patrick Marber’s play Closer handed us a whole set of dialogues that I bet any actor would love to say at least once in their lives. Topics such as love, sex, and desire are described with brutal honesty.
No character is complex by itself. Nevertheless, Alice, portrayed by Natalie Portman, is a character who is so appealing because she delivers most of the iconic lines of the movie and play. She is unforgettable for her sensuality, sensibility, and intensity, but mostly for being unapologetically honest. As a character who uses honesty as an armor or as a window to her vulnerability, she rejects the political structures of love, the romanticization of emotions as nonsensical, incongruent, and sometimes juvenile, and reveals to us a raw and painful truth: no one will ever love you like yourself. She taught us:
That we should call things what they are.
Larry: [at a photography exhibit] What do you think?
Alice: It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and... all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone... But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so... the exhibition is reassuring, which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.
That toughest thing about love is to show it and to say it
Alice: Where is this love? I can't see it. I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words.
That giving in to passion is no excuse and just proves lack of character and integrity.
Dan: I fell in love with her, Alice.
Alice: Oh, as if you had no choice? There's a moment, there's always a moment, "I can do this, I can give into this, or I can resist it," and I don't know when your moment was, but I bet you there was one.
To walk the walk, be honest and coherent:
Dan: I'll always love you. I hate hurting you.
Alice: Then, why are you?
That those who idolize love will never get it since love is not what they are looking for:
Alice: No one will ever love you as much as I do. Why isn't love enough?
That passion is about control and power…
Larry: Are you flirting with me?
Larry: Are you allowed to flirt with me?
Alice: No, I'm not. I'm breaking all the rules.
Larry: You're mocking me!
Alice: Yes, I'm allowed to flirt.
…but love is not.
Larry: You think because you don't love us, or desire us, or even like us, you think you've won.
Alice: It's not a war.
That love, like any other ideal, can also come to an end.
Alice: I don't love you anymore.
Dan: Since when?
Alice: Now. Just now. I don't wanna lie, but I can't tell the truth so... it's over.
To question ourselves when feelings become desires or vice versa:
Larry: Well, put me out of my misery. Do you desire me because I’ve been pretty fuc***g honest about my feelings?
Alice: Your feelings?
That vulnerability is a choice:
Larry: Well, come home with me. Let me look after you.
Alice: I don’t need looking after.
Larry: Everyone needs looking after.
Alice: I’m not your revenge fuck.
As it is with impenetrability
Larry: Alice, tell me something true.
Alice: Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off - but it's better if you do.
The question remains: did she evolve as a character or did she just remain the same from beginning to end? Was she honest or cynical? Was there empowerment or was it a bluff? In the end, it doesn’t matter. She is the plot, the character who, in complete honesty, states what she wants, what she doesn’t, what it is and what it's not. Her self-love and awareness are what trigger the insecurities of the others and teach us that self-respect, love, and care are more valuable things than to pursue what the heart wants because at the end the heart is, in Larry’s words, nothing but a “fist wrapped in blood.”