I’m fairly certain that I’ve seen Swimming with Sharks before, but better safe than sorry. Swimming with Sharks has Kevin Spacey, Michelle Forbes and a brief, but memorable appearance by Benicio Del Toro. Swimming with Sharks is about a Hollywood movie studio assistant, played by Frank Whalley, who decides to flip the script on his abusive powerful boss, played by Spacey.
Swimming with Sharks isn’t a perfect movie. You have to suspend disbelief and pretend like forensic science does not exist to fully enjoy it. Swimming with Sharks was turned into a play, but it feels more like something that you would watch on stage than on the screen. Swimming with Sharks is psychologically provocative and reflects the psychological reality of becoming successful by externalizing and dramatizing the soul conversion of who you are when you enter an establishment, who you become when you decide to abandon your delusions about your self and cosign everything that you used to criticize. To become a success, you have to cosign the party line and hate what the establishment hates, even if that means hating yourself. In the end, Swimming with Sharks suggests that the Faustian bargain is really the first step to a joyless, soul killing hell…unless you’re Keyser Soze.