Film review: The Ponds directed by Patrick McLennan and Samuel Smith
PUBLISHED: 10:02 18 January 2019
Regulars at the Heath’s famous bathing ponds extol the virtues of freshwater swimming in freezing temperatures in this life-affirming low budget documentary
“If you can face the water at 5 degrees, you can face anything”
Hampstead is still reeling from the unauthentic romcom that took its name in 2017. So hurrah for this documentary that reflects the real Hampstead, London’s hilly heartland and home to 320 hectares of woods and pastures. Hampstead Heath also has several fresh water ponds where all year round visitors can wallow and frolic or simply just swim.
The Ponds is Patrick McLennan’s debut as co-director/producer along with Samuel Smith, and he also wrote the script. Drone footage captures the changing seasons chronologically, beginning with early Spring.
We meet regulars Dan, David and Jim who extol the virtues – and rigours – of this open air communal bathing experience. There are even some local swimmers in their 80s who consider it a must for their health and social life – even though at times the water is a spine-tingling 2 or 3 degrees. But the endorphin rush is addictive and life-affirming.
From the 1880s these ponds were regulated for the local community. Tom is part of a hard core of 60 or so bathers who take a dip at least once or twice a week in the chilly brackish waters.
He considers it his place of “religious” worship. From the 1920s local women got their own segregated pond which is regarded by the female regulars as a spiritual place to reunite against life’s hardships, and maintain confidence in their bodies – even though they may not even know each other names.
And although the men’s ponds see more nude swimmers, some female interviewees gives us a flash of their assets, just to be going on with.
Tom forms the connective tissue of the film with his eventful life story. He sees his swim as a chance to disassociate from the “silliness of life”.
This was particularly important when he was nearly killed in a road accident in Oxford Circus. Another regular Carrie, has battled cancer and found the Ponds invaluable for keeping her hope alive.
And she doesn’t get so many colds!
Oliver completely fell in love with the Heath and its ponds and when his romance finished, he felt bereft moving back to Camberwell.
He now returns to the Heath every day. Another keen bather suffers from degenerative blindness and describes how his daily fresh water exercise is a life-saver.
Whilst the older swimmers talk of the spirituality, social and health benefits of pond swimming, the young express their joy of escaping the city to enjoy the open air with their friends in the heat of the summer.
It’s a melting pot for rich and poor, old and young, gay and bisexual, families and singles. David now prefers the open-air freshness to his local gym experience and he’s incorporated his workout into his swimming time.
In his youth he even used to wear a weighted vest to improve his strength and endurance.
Made on a shoestring budget, and none the worse for it, The Ponds is a graceful and cinematic documentary that shows how this natural phenomenon can provide a bonding experience, enriching and supporting the local community.
The film ends on a high note at the end of the season – with a competitive swim for Christmas. Keeping up with the zeitgeist, some locals air mixed feelings about trans-gender bathing, but a more burning issues is why the women’s pond has no diving board. “We want to bounce ourself in”, said one feisty female. I’ll second that.
The Ponds is at selected Arthouse cinemas from January 17.