Neddy Merrill has been away for most of the Summer. He reappears at a friends pool. As they talk, someone notices that there are pools spanning the entire valley. He decided to jog from pool to pool to swim the whole valley.
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Clad throughout in nothing but a pair of swimming trunks, Lancaster's 'odyssey' is on view as he makes his way home via the pools of his neighbors in the Connecticut suburbs. At each stop we learn more about him until by the end his self-confidence has been exposed as a sham & his near-nakedness is apt as he is stripped of his dignity. A fascinating film that teeters on the brink of absurdity but never topples over..
Like my life, unremittingly bleak with occasional bursts of euphoria where I pretend to be a horse and trot around jumping over obstacles in the garden. Imagine an A list star doing something like this now? The 70's were a golden era of introspection. Marvin Hamlisch should be shot for this soundtrack, instead he's sitting by a pool and I'm stuck here writing a review maybe one person will like. (Cue music).
Ned appears clothed only in trunks & his own self delusions. He plots a journey home swimming through the valley of his neighbours' pools. At each pool he's plunged into a chilling reality of his fall from grace which greets him with increasing ferocity. Cut from the same cloth as Death of a Salesman this is as much a poignant commentary on human nature as it is on the American Dream.
Simply stunning. The mediocrity of the "good" people, the ultimate loneliness of the man who loves himself, the pain which is ultimately inflicted by the relationships dear to your heart, the unforgiving nature and time. Ah, and Burt is so cool while he runs as a horse in s splendid tan. It was supposed to be the melodramatic company to my Sunday pizza, and it made my weekend instead.