A 1968 movie with a 55year old well sculpted Burt Lancaster who plays the role of a swimmer who decide to swim from swimming pool to swimming pool from house to house all the way from a rich man's mansion atop a hill all the way down to his home down below at the foot of the hill. The story, in my interpretation, is a symbolic cerebral depiction of the social structure in our society, the various ways different strata of society deals with its fellow men. As the swimmer swims from pool to pool, his past is slowly unravelled. The story unfolds from a very happy note with everybody jovial and chirpy with each other at the first house. By the time he reaches the third house, we realize that something is not right- he being snubbed by hosts for being poor, his landing in his ex-girlfriend's(an extra-marital affair) house who had it enough with him and has a new lover now and hostile treatment from a host when gate crashes into a cavier gobbling crowd filled bourgeoi...
It is all Mimesis