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REVIEW: “THE SWIMMER”

Where do you begin with a movie like┬áThe Swimmer (1968)? Supposedly a cinematic masterpiece, it somehow traps itself in 1960s self-consciousness. Every scene seems designed to hammer its eternal greatness into our viewing heads. Over the decades, it has achieved a sort of cult status, and everyone else seems to have bought into it. But […]