Thursday, June 15, 2017

The Swimmer (1968)

Columbia Pictures
Directed by Frank Perry
My rating: 2.5 stars out of 4
IMDb Wikipedia
(Blu-ray, Grindhouse Releasing)

Middle aged and athletic Burt Lancaster emerges from the woods of suburban Connecticut to the poolside of a couple of wealthy friends. He notices a string of pools stretching across the valley to his home, and decides to "swim home", from pool to pool. He meets old friends, lovers and acquaintances along the way, each stop revealing another aspect of his past. Gradually, a picture of a broken man is revealed, his rosy outlook incongruent with the reactions of those he meets. The truth is finally revealed at his final stop. John Cheever's short story makes a shaky transition to the big screen. Taken literally, it's a rather boring story of one afternoon spent pool hopping between wealthy, bored, self-absorbed suburbanites. One has to look closely, perhaps a little too closely, to see through to the symbolism behind it all. Might take multiple viewings to fully appreciate.

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