The
movie The Swimmer was a
revelation to me many years ago. These days I was watching it again.
It is the tale of a man who swims from pool to pool up to his house.
The plot shows this man is over, defeated, done with, but he has not
given up –yet. Some lines of the script between a young girl and
the protagonist encapsulates what the kernel of the story is all
about:
NED
Iʼm
swimming home.
MUFFIE
Laughing. Youʼre
swimming home?
NED
Figured out thereʼs
a river of pools all the way to my house!
…
VERNON
To Ned, with a laugh. What a
crazy idea!
JULIE
With a withering glance at Vernon.
I think itʼs
a brilliant idea!
…
MUFFIE
What are you doing it for?
Ned
looks puzzled.
MUFFIE
Why do you want to do it?
JULIE
Quickly. I think itʼs
very original. As if
heʼs
an explorer or something.
NED
Approvingly. Now you
sound like a girl with imagination.
JULIE
I mean I think itʼs
an adventure!
NED
Come with me!
But
no one goes with him. A vocation is something personal, and no one is
supposed to believe in your vocation but you. So, the protagonist is
alone all along. Forrest Gump is
a movie which seems foolish because people follow the runner as if we must believe that they feel his vocation as theirs. That is phony. Comic. A farce. So, when
Forrest stops running and goes home the rest of runners seem marionettes. The problem of the swimmer is that he is turning his
mission into a rescue mission, an imaginative (creative) action which
is meaningful morally but never materially. The Swimmer is
tragic because he has confused his personal vocation into something
social and political: the rescue of his family status to be recognised by his class. The composer
of the music for the movie, Marvil Hamlisch, said about it:
Vivimos
en una sociedad que demanda respuestas rápidas y películas simples.
El Nadador ha llegado
a ser una película de culto porque va dirigida a un público que se
toma su tiempo para apreciarla en toda su dimensión. En El
Nadador hay una útil advertencia para los espectadores: ser muy cuidadoso con la vida que
vives para estar seguro que es en la que crees y no estar instalado
en una mentira.
We
live in a society that demands fast answers and simple movies. The
Swimmer has become a cult movie
because it is addressed to an audience who takes its time to
appreciate it in all its dimension. In The Swimmer there
is a useful warning for the spectators: to be very careful with the
life you live to be sure that it is the one you believe in and not be
installed in a lie (see source HERE).
The Swimmer
is better than “The Runner” (Forrest Gump)
because it teaches a real thing. Never believe in a vocation whose meaning depends on what others say about it. Preference is something personal, and depends on
an irrational feeling you feel life is all about. Live it, live your vocation, but live it for you. A
meaningful life consists in knowing what is possible and what is
impossible. The Swimmer wanted
the impossible, to revert time by fooling yourself and reality. More
Santayana with less pools. What a great film.
Nota
Bene. Of course, the
Lucilda river is an allegory of the river of life. By denying death
(ageing) as a reality, by denying his humanity, the swimmer is a Don
Quixote with a German idealist philosophy PhD. For another vision on
The Swimmer, read
Molière: The Wise Women.
But the swimmer has something very American: that desire to stay
forever young, forever successful. An Epicurean like me with a
Santayanian love for contemplation of essences, is surprised to see
that the film shows that very American defect: life is only good when
youʼre
on top, when you are adored as a millionaire, when you have social success, fame. The swimmer as another
Bob Dylan in need of praise, recognition, adoration, success, sales. A crown for a clown. That is a very American tragedy, as Francis Scott Fitzgerald knew. The Swimmer is a version of The Great Gatsby. Is not Lolita the great American dream: to be in love with youth until you feel a pervert when you age? Nabokov knew that Lolita was not a young girl only, but also a young culture. She is a symbol of what America dreams about.
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