Last night I thought of this idea for a film.

Jermaine flies on a plane with his love, unamed. It's 1981, and they are both flying accross to Australia for a honeymoon. Yet on their flight,  the engine malfunctions and they are going down.. down.. down... to their most certian death. The plane finally crashes on a desolate island, hidden away from civilization. There are no survivors, yet then in the next scene, Jermaine wakes up. He is the only survivor. He climbs out from the rubble in sole shock. Devastation. He buries the corpse of his love, (unnamed). The film goes through about 30 years as he is alone; he learns how to survive on the island, and to accept that help will never come. He takes seeds from the food supply and learns agricultural necessities from the seeds in all the fruits. through out the film grows from a grassy little island to a farm.. full of crops, with a hut fo' a shelter. Near enough the end of the film, he goes to the highest hill of the island, takes a look at all of the island, then drops down, as his time is up. There is a corpse just lying there on the hill, unburied, until about 50 years later, adventurers visit the island, they discover what Jermaine left, and bury next to his love. (unnamed).  Once again they are at peace, in the afterlife.The film fades away at the last frame and goes to the credits. I still don't have a title, nor do I know if it's a bit far fetched. What do you think?