i wish i could figure out what Francois Ozon's French/English movie Swimming Pool is really all about, at a deeper level.. watching the exciting trailer, one could get a rather different picture than what the movie is (i think..).. that single-dimensional view that somehow seems frustratingly inadequate.. umm.. at the very least, the movie was almost surrealistic, if you know what i mean.. after a while, you wonder if you are watching what is actually happening, or only what is in the actors' minds or imaginations or fantasies..
still, i find it quite interesting to walk out of a movie theatre with a whole bunch of questions to ponder on, as well as self-reflections as to why some of the scenes had the ability to create a definite sense of "unease" in me, for whatever reason..
as the New York Times Review says: "The movie is alluringly insubstantial, like the light and air of the Luberon. You can't hold onto it, but it lingers in your senses and plays tricks with your memory."
aptly put.
good show nonetheless. worth watching.
Update: I found this particular review (mind you, it's full of spoilers) that really analyses the movie thoroughly.. quite well done. take a look if you watched the movie and was left as puzzled as i was..
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