(STEVE RUDD)
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| �SWIMFAN� is your standard psycho thriller with a sick, sad killer in the form of a new high-school girl who takes a shine to a nice lad. Snag is he�s spoken for, yet the temptress she is soon has them coming-together, after-hours, in the school swimming pool. For him it�s a cheap one-session float to ecstasy in the deep-end of naughty temptation, but to her it�s a life sentence, as she routinely begins stalking him and back-stabbing, making his sweet girlfriend and other surrounding friends and family lash out even though the only crime he has committed is for being fun-loving, ahem. Events spiral and his best mate ends up face-down forever in the pool, before the innocent girlfriend is threatened with imminent death unless the poor lad at the centre of the shenanigans pulls out his finger, ho-hum. As in the far superior �Hand That Rocks The Cradle,� it is the weirdo in �Swimfan� as it was the innocent-yet-suspect gardener in �The Hand�� that saves some of the day, whilst the open-ended final scene is a genius cop-out as in one of my fave thrillers �A Simple Plan,� plainly ending with boyfriend and unforgiving girlfriend reunited, yet with perpetually glum faces concluding that it ain�t a happy ending and there had been a darned serious price to pay for his fleeting infidelity, oops. Ok, I�d swim 10metres for a copy when it�s released on video, but never 25� it�s all been done before, and better � trust me. (STEVE RUDD) |
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