Deep End

Synopsis: 15-year-old Mike takes a job at the local swimming baths, where he becomes obsessed with an attractive young woman, Susan, who works there as an attendant. Although Susan has a fiancé, Mike does his best to sabotage the relationship, to the extent of stalking both her and her fiancé. Mike becomes increasingly desperate to have Susan for himself, with tragic results.

Deep End 6.5

I only discovered this film through a blu-ray review I read recently. It sounded very good, if unusual, so I read up a couple more comments along the webternet to see what others were thinking. It was all pretty good.

So I did my best to get my hands on it. And, finally, I did.

I was a little less impressed with the end result than the others were, evidently. The movie itself isn’t poorly made, so I suppose it’s not the filmmakers’ fault. It’s not the actors either, who were all fairly credible in their characterizations, and the story is decent enough.

But I do have this thing about stalkers. Not for. About.

I don’t know why that is, but whenever a film centres around a character who gets a little too obsessed for anyone’s good, I get put off. It may be due to some personal experiences (no, no… I never got THAT obsessive over anyone!) or maybe because there are too many of these films and they all play out the same. I’m not really sure.

Whatever the case may be, a bitter taste rose to my lips as the film descended into its own unique hell slowly, deliberately. Obviously, I hadn’t read the full synopsis (I hate ruining a movie by knowing it well ahead of time) so this was a surprise to me. And not a pleasant one.

However, if I look back at the film objectively, it seems to me like a solid film that anyone who likes ’70s european cinema would enjoy (I’d suggest adding a 1.0 or 1.5 to my rating if you fall in that category). I just have a difficult time separating the unpleasantness from my enjoyment in cases like these; they become one.

…unlike, say, a horror film – with which I think you can simply have fun.

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