Deep End

Okay, here's a cine-challenge. There are some films that take you back to a particular time in your life at absolute warp speed. Frequently, these films are reasonably universal, but their associations might be obfuscated, personal and subjective, never understood even by your friends unless explained. One such film, which chronicled absolute obsessive teenage love and its destructiveness was a wake-up call to a frequent, formerly obsessive type, myself in my misspent youth. This and the film's innate mastery instantly time-travel me back to days that were simultaneously more innocent and more complicated than today, late night smoky college discussions in a candle-lit apartments.

And that film would be "Deep End" directed by Jerzy Skowlimowski, pal of Roman Polanski, with the same great mix of bizarre sensibilities and takes on life, done in professional, Hollywood-caliber production, even if on an indie budget.

It's from 1970, featuring music by Cat Stevens (Yusef Islam now to the non-infidel) and two unbelievably strong leads: a 15-year-old John Moulder Brown and 25-year-old Jane Asher (Paul McCartney's 1960's trophy girlfriend.) I never even knew Asher had these acting chops: she outdoes Susan Sarandon (similar upper class background) for letting us in on the nuances of a naturally pretty, fairly low-class young person. Moulder-Brown was the go-to kid for late 60's/early 70's films that required a teen to actually act. (Both are still working, happily.)

This is a dance of death pas de deux between a teen boy working at a grimy public pool in Britain, all hormones and eagerness, and his slightly older female co-worker, who's both a beauty and a inveterate tease. These two should never have been allowed to work together, as he quickly fixates on her, stalks her, and she tries to control the situation with her normal, over the top sexual flirting. It's pretty light and entertaining for a while, then it goes south. . . The title is "Deep End," after all. I've rarely seen a such a disturbing, creepy film about young lust that still has you rooting for everyone involved, no matter how wrongly they both behave. That's the sign of a sure cinematic touch.

A teenage boy's first job is as an attendant who brings towels and other items to an odd clientele at a public bath house that is equipped with what appears to be an olympic sized swimming pool. He immediately falls for his co-worker, a young woman in her twenties, who leads him on a bit out of fun, and even has some sexual interest in him as we see in one scene when she spies him putting his pants on. While she remains detached he goes from infatuation to obsession, following her and her fiancé around town after hours. However the more important action occurs in the bathhouse which looks run-down and is photographed in its drabby and richly dark colors. The place itself is as as much importance as are the two main characters, the boy who is coming of age and the object of his obsession, his pretty young co-worker. In an ideal setting things would have been different, but here the decrepit bathhouse seems to influence the events in a darker and mildly disturbing way. Within it occurs the film's climax, in the pool, with the two of them, his obsession,and her sexy acquiesence, leading to the ending that makes this a movie that you may not always think about, but probably won't forget.

Deep End is a practically unheard of film these days - but it's a surprisingly good one that urgently needs a bigger audience. The film is basically a coming of age story involving young love and teenage angst. Despite the fact that everything in this film has been seen before in other films, it all comes together well and doesn't feel like it's just rethreading old ground, which is very much to it's credit. Writer-director Jerzy Skolimowski does a really good job of telling his story too, which means that deep End is an easy film to get along with. The title refers to the film's central location - a swimming pool. We focus on Mike, a young lad fresh out of school who has just got his first job as a pool attendant at the local bath house. On his first day, he meets the beautiful Susan and falls head over heels in love with her. Trouble is, Susan already has a fiancé and while she kind of likes Mike, she doesn't take him seriously...leading Mike to become frustrated and willing to do anything in order to have Susan all for himself.

The two central performers are really good and responsible for a lot of the film's success. Jane Asher is absolutely beautiful and it's easy to see why she'd have a young lad lusting after her. Horror fans will likely recognise John Moulder-Brown from classic horror The House That Screamed, as well as Hammer Horror Vampire Circus. He's good here too, and expertly captures the immaturely and lust of youth. The film itself is always interesting and the director keeps the central relationship at the forefront of the film, which helps to keep things interesting. The film is set in 1970's London, and the director does a good job of capturing the gritty feel of the city. A lot of the film takes place inside a swimming baths, but sequences that take place in sleazy corners of the city are among the best of the film. The director does have an eye for sleaze too - some of the bath house punters are rather shady characters, and we've also got scenes set inside a prostitute's room and an adult movie theatre. The ending is iconic and memorable, and manages to tie up all the film's central themes. Overall, this really is a very good film that more people need to see!

I finally saw this film, remembering it from one of my cult movie books I acquired a long time ago. Always meant to get around to seeing it.

This is a strange film about a young teen boy who is "coming of age" as it were, and fumbling about with his hormones and a major crush in cloudy, dreary London.

His crush in on Susan, one of those disaffected types that works at a "bath house" where he manages to find employment. The manager tells him upon his hire, "work hard, and you might find yourself behind this desk someday!"--as if that were a good thing--while he chuckles and exposes his rotting teeth. Certainly a bit of a metaphor there.

Susan likes to tease the kid, Mike, and other men as well. She shows him the ropes at the pool house, and suggests he "plays along" with some of the female clients in the private baths, to get extra tips. Susan does the same, going a bit further than just playing around.

Susan's sexy teasings lead Mike to have a dangerous infatuation with her, which leads to some bad places.

At the same time, we are introduced to all sorts of characters, none of who are good. It seems everyone is sex charged, in negative ways; a pervy "coach" who likes little girls, Diana Dors thrown in there as an orgasmic patron, sex workers, even a young school colleague of Mike's who wants to have sex with him in her bath. You may ask yourself, what's in the water at this place?

And speaking of this place, for me, the star of this movie is the creaking, grotesque bath house. Shabby and run down, it is exactly the place you would NOT want to get naked and have a bath at. You get the impression that even the water is dirty. I have always had a bit of a phobia of large, indoor bodies of water, and if you feel the same, you will be haunted by this movie. There is a creepy, gigantic pool, which for some odd reason has a cluster of huge steel spotlights hanging above it. Every hallway, every bath is decrepit and falling apart. It looks like something that survived-barely-the bombing of London, so someone bought it on the cheap and made it a bath house. Yech.

What starts as an odd, intriguing film runs out of steam 1/2 way through. The more Mike is obsessed with Susan, the less interesting the whole thing becomes.

Fifteen-year-old Mike (John Moulder-Brown) has just left school and starts a new job as a Public Baths attendant, under the wing of Susan (Jane Asher) - a streetwise twenty-something female attendant. Susan knows how to please the clients and advises Mike accordingly. A typical encounter is when he substitutes for Susan in tending to a female client (Diana Dors) who forces her attentions upon him. He quickly develops a crush on Susan that soon becomes an obsession as he stalks her around town. Jealous of anyone else who gives her attention, he is particularly incensed at her casual affair with his former sports teacher. In an attempt to promote himself, Mike hijacks a school cross-country run in the park. Observed by Susan, they engage in a playful tussle where she loses the diamond from her engagement ring in the snow. Gathering the snow, they return to the empty baths to find the diamond by melting the snow. In an unguarded moment, Mike attempts to seduce Susan but cannot follow through. His jealousy and exclusive desire reaches new proportions...