In a wealthy Connecticut
suburb, Ned Merrill (Burt Lancaster) jumps into a backyard swimming pool,
then dries himself off and heads for the nearest martini. Proudly announcing
to his neighbour "This is the day Ned Merrill swims across the county",
he tells his friend that he has decided to swim from pool to pool, revisiting
friends and acquaintances at each pool on his way to his posh hillside
home. Based on a short story by John Cheever, Frank Perry's, The Swimmer,
is a brilliant and disturbing thriller in which an odyssey of suburban
pleasure turns into the journey from hell.
At the outset, Ned seems
comfortable with his body and with nature. He runs along side a stallion
and races through the trees. On the surface, all is well. When asked about
his wife, he repeatedly tells everyone that she is "fine" and that his
daughters are "playing tennis," and "love their father." As he begins swimming
home via his neighbour's pools, troubling layers begin to emerge beneath
his smoothly polished exterior. The neighbours are friendly and there is
a good deal of animated chitchat but Ned's responses seem strangely automated.
He is very giving with his compliments but his constant promises and appointments
raise questions about whether he is just putting people off. As he visits
his neighbours, we begin to see Ned through the eyes of the people he has
ignored or rejected and feel the hurt that he has caused them in his life.
As he progresses, his neighbours become increasingly hostile and the small
talk takes on an undercurrent of meanness.
He meets a former mistress
(Janice Rule) who is tempted to pick up where she left off but decides
that she does not want any more to do with him. There is also the sexy
wife of one of his old friends who makes a play but is quickly turned off.
Two chance encounters that at first seem quite innocent take on the feel
of a neurotic obsession. One is with a former baby sitter, twenty-year
old Julie Ann (Janet Landgard) who claims to have had had a crush on Ned
years ago but is frightened and runs away when he makes advances to her.
The other is with a lonesome boy whom he befriends beside an empty pool
and invites to his house but there are dark overtones that mercifully are
unexplored.
Clad in only a pair of
black swimming trunks, Ned reaches each neighbour's pool one by one: the
Grahams, the Lears, the Hallorans, the Gilmartins, the Biswangers. The
pool parties he encounters describe an affluent way of life that has been
stripped of meaning, foreshadowing later films about the moral decay of
suburbia such as Ordinary People and American Beauty. Ned
Merrill is the prototype of the successful upper middle class American
man: virile, handsome, and charming. His appearance bares his body but
his soul has gone missing. Little by little the layers of deception are
pulled away and what remains is frightening. His is a world apparently
built upon prestige and affluence and the importance of appearances. He
has no true friends. Ultimately, he is barred from the status symbols of
the well to do and crosses through a public pool where he has to borrow
fifty cents from a stranger to get in, then take repeated showers and have
his feet checked. Exposed to the elements, he begins to shiver, his feet
are sore and he is limping. By the time he reaches home, he is a broken
man.
Following up on his Oscar-recognized
performances in From Here to Eternity, Elmer Gantry and Birdman
of Alcatraz, Lancaster is mesmerizing in portraying the slow disintegration
of a once proud man. Backed by Oscar winner Marvin Hamlish's very lush
first film score, the film flirts with melodrama but is saved by outstanding
performances. The film raises many questions and suggests that there may
be other interpretations besides a literal one. The out of focus photography
(done to wretched excess) telling us that Ned is confused creates a surreal
atmosphere that hints he may be dreaming or indeed may already be dead.
Whatever the interpretation, The Swimmer is an original, a film
that brings us right up against the façades we erect to prevent
others from truly seeing us. Bring some towels and warm clothes. This swim
will give you one big chill.
Howard
Schumann