I want to see more films like this from Frieda Kampf. The intimacy of a swim here juxtaposes well with Micky’s own account of life in Germany during WWII while married to a Jew while being non-Jewish herself. There are anxieties present that only she can voice and Kampf’s cinematography gives Micky a chance to speak frankly in this manner while doing something oddly freeing and humanizing when presented in this context of talking about the past: swimming. This simple act is presented as political, especially as Micky talks about her old age and her marriage and the people who are no longer with her.
