The Swimmer (1968, Frank Perry, Burt Lancaster) an imaginative fleshing out of the much sparser and more mysterious John Cheever short story — Good, with a few glitches. (Mightn’t the ending have been great without that hamhanded look through the window pane?)
The King of Comedy (1982, Scorsese, Deniro). “I’d rather be king for a night than a chump for a lifetime.” — Good. There were a couple points where I asked myself why I was watching this but Deniro’s closing monologue really ties it together.
Love in The Afternoon (1957, Wilder, A. Hepburn, G. Cooper.) I found the age difference between Hepburn and Cooper distracting and turned it off before long.
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