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.
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.