Its realy nice movie to watch if you just want the emotions,its not eventfull and it doesnt have that much dialog but i realy enjoyed it because i just wanted to wach something thats relaxing and where you dont focus on the words that much.Wouldnt recomend this movie to those people who are all about plot and drama.

I really enjoyed this movie. I watched it yesterday and again today. I thought it was well written, directed, and acted. Also thought the cinematography was excellent. I thought for first time, writers, directors (Filipe Matzembacher, Marcio Reolon), and actor ("Tomaz" Maurício Barcellosm) it was very good. Shot in chronological order in 30 days on a low budget indie movie. Not sure why there are so many negative reviews of this movie. I didn't find it long or boring, or a waste of time. I'll admit that this movie did leave some unanswered questions in my mind, but I think that was what the writer/director wanted. To leave it up to me as how to interpret the charters and plot.The ending is a little unsettling for me. The first time I watched the movie I thought Martin was trying to commit suicide. But after watching it a second time, I think he was just freeing himself from his father and his past, or at least that is what I think. Both of the main leads were very handsome and believable. I my opinion there was real chemistry between them. I'm adding this movie to my all time favorite list.I would highly recommend it.

Spoilers Beira-Mar aka "Seashore" starts out with two young-ish Brazilian guys trying to come up with a plan for their vacation. They dare each other to go into a bar, but one of the ID's they show doesn't seem to be good enough, showing us just how young they are. In one scene, they are next to each other, and we see their arms moving quickly.... but it turns out they are playing video games... although we are supposed to think something else is going on. Lots of soulful staring. Hanging out. The two main actors, Mateus Almada and Mauricio Barcellos, are two dudes on a road-trip. They are on some kind of mission for somebody's father, but we're not quite sure what they have to do. I'm guessing that because it's written by people that had these actual experiences way back when... things happen in a slower, more discrete way than they would be now; i think today's youth, even in Brazil, would cut to the chase quicker than they do in this film. More soulful stares. Hanging out with chicks and nothing happens. More long pauses. One of the lads re-connects with his family, but we're still not sure what's going on. The two guys FINALLY hook up, to the sound of the waves crashing on the beach. Very romantic. The one that didn't like the ocean before gets up and jumps into the waves, apparently to prove that he is now conquering his fears. All of them! End scene. Cute film. Directed by Marcio Reolon and Filipe Matzembacher, who have done a bunch of films together over the past ten years.

Here is an example of self-conscious introspection going in too many directions at once. Bad enough for the viewer trying to cope with shaky frames from hand-held cameras, even worse when the narrative slows for long, heavy pauses in either words or actions. One wonders why so many low budget films share this phenomenon. It is tempting to call out to the screen, "Get on with it, already!"Still, there is charm in the notion that two young friends can figuratively swim their way, as ocean sounds play in the distance, through casual interruptions in a simple assignment to locate and retrieve a family document of some importance as they visit a beach house in the cold of winter. It might even be possible to salvage this film by cutting out totally irrelevant scenes that serve only to provide background for their respective characters. A filmmaker's self-indulgence in attempting to recreate a familiar story from his or her past reminds me of how quickly I run away whenever someone says, "To make a long story short..." which in fact becomes a stream of consciousness without an end.Indeed, there is no clear end to this film. It just goes on and on.