A pond of clear water remains

Declan 2022-10-12 03:01:16

I wanted to see this movie for a long time, and was completely attracted by the poster of a pool of clear water and a bikini girl. At first I thought it was just an Agatha Christie-style murder. As a result, I saw that it was taken by the French at the beginning, (even if I was lonely), I knew that the result must be very different. as expected.
The main body of the story unfolds in a small town in France, where the sun is shining, the scenery is pleasant, and the villa hidden in the woods is simple and quiet. The suspenseful swimming pool was covered with a black tarpaulin. A middle-aged British female writer who is good at depicting murder, blood, complex eyes, tight lips, and a lot of affection for the publisher came, looking for inspiration for the next work, and then, the publisher's daughter, a hot, The promiscuous honey-colored girl also broke in in English with a French accent, and the swimming pool also reproduced the blue waves. The two began to hate each other and slowly came together. Julie is indulgent and hedonistic, Sarah is conservative, restrained, and frustrated in love, so every time Julie in a swimsuit lies by the pool, we can't help but worry that Sarah is lifting the stone~~ Of course, the story is not so simple, and finally the stone is lifted The man was julie, and the man who was murdered was an unfortunate outsider. The body was buried, the girl left, leaving behind her mother's manuscript; Sarah also left, and her book was completed and delivered to another publishing house. Through the round glass of the door of the publishing house, she silently remembered another girl named julie, who was wearing braces and a crappy figure, with a mysterious smile. The end of the movie should be just right here, but the director worried that the audience might not be able to concentrate enough, so there is another scene that is beautiful but somewhat redundant.
Well, it's the audience's turn to guess. To be honest we all love that honey-colored girl and the director ended up telling us that she might not even exist, oh no, we hope the story does happen, it's just that the publisher has a lot of daughters and they're all named Julie, and it's all about the French girl julie The stories are real, including her mother's manuscript.
Or, contrary to our expectations, French Julie is just Sarah's imagination, alone in that quiet villa, with her love and hate for publisher John, making up such a murder, and it really is. Killed that poor waiter man.
Or maybe it's more complicated than these, the story of Julie in France really happened, but her motive for killing is not as simple as she said to sarah, just to complete sarah's book, maybe that story is also her mother's story, The murder by the pool came from her mother, and the story always haunted her. With Sarah's help, she couldn't help but interpret her mother's story. Or maybe there was a second murder at this pool, a girl's mother was murdered by a man, and a girl was murdered by another man.
Thinking of this is almost the same, that pool of clear water.

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Swimming Pool quotes

  • Julie: [sauntering over to Sarah's lounge chair, bikini bottom without the top, long legs, bare breasts, charming raw European accent] You not too hot?

    [the older woman wakes up, startled]

    Julie: Sorry I woke you up.

    Sarah Morton: [composing herself] No.

    [sitting up]

    Sarah Morton: I was just dozing.

    Julie: [soft laugh, casually sitting down flat next to Sarah's deck chair, not at all mindful of her lack of dress] You must be working too hard. You should take a swim in the pool. The water is cold. It will wake you up.

    Sarah Morton: Ah, well, thank you for your advice, but I absolutely loathe swimming pools.

    Julie: Yeah, I know what you mean. I prefer the sea too. The ocean,

    [smiling fondly]

    Julie: the crashing waves, that feeling of danger that you could loose footing and be swept away... Pools are boring, there's no excitement, its just a big bathtub.

    Sarah Morton: [coldly summing up] It's more like a cesspool of living bacteria.

    Julie: [looking back, clearly more optimistic about life] Oh that? No, it's just a bit of dirt and leaves.

    [Sarah nods, unconvinced, set in her ways]

    Julie: So, what are you writing? A romance novel?

    Sarah Morton: [smirks at the very thought] God, no, I write crime fiction.

    Julie: Oh, yeah.

    [disapprovingly:]

    Julie: That's how he makes his money.

    Sarah Morton: [haughtily] And that's how he can afford to buy a beautiful house in France for his daughter to enjoy.

    Julie: [slight frown, reminded of her status as Daddy's girl] What about you? Are your books selling well?

    Sarah Morton: [grimly] I can't complain.

    Julie: [chummily] What is this one about?

    Sarah Morton: [as if to quell her enthusiasm by pouring cold water over her] Murders. And the police investigation.

    Julie: [giggling] In the Luberon? With rich English stories?

    Sarah Morton: [her impatience now all-out] Listen, if you don't mind, I do have work to do.

    Julie: Okay! I leave you alone, Miss Marple. I need to make some phone calls anyway.

    [walks off, her wedge heels clattering, leaving Sarah to the emptiness of her departure]

  • Julie: [in French; subtitled] AHH! You scared me!

    Sarah Morton: [in French] Who are you? What are you doing in my house?

    Julie: [in French] Your house? This is my house! I should be asking you.

    [short pause; now speaking English]

    Julie: Are you English?

    Sarah Morton: [in English] That's correct. I'm Sarah Morton, I'm a writer and my publisher, John Bosload, is letting me have this house.

    Julie: Ah, so you're Daddy's latest conquest.

    Sarah Morton: You're his daughter?

    Julie: So what? He didn't say I was coming?

    Sarah Morton: No, he didn't tell me you were coming.

    Julie: I'm not surprised. Is he here?

    Sarah Morton: No, I'm here on my own and I'm here to work, and not expecting visitors.

    Julie: [lights a cigarette] So he's not here.

    Sarah Morton: Are you going to be staying long?

    Julie: I don't know. I don't have much work these days. So, which bedroom did you take?

    Sarah Morton: The one upstairs overlooking the pool.

    Julie: Of course. That's the best one. Well, I better unpack.