After I read James Salter’s A Sport
and a Pastime, the novel of an erotic, short-lived affair between a
carefree Yale dropout and a French shop clerk in 1950s provincial France, I
embarked on the course that I am sure that so many of his readers have, to
devour every word the man has ever written. This led to me to his wonderful
memoir, Burning the Days, which touches on his career in film. His first
and only directing project was the adaptation of a story, “Then We Were Three,”
by Irwin Shaw into Three, a 1969 film starring Charlotte Rampling, Robie
Porter, and Sam Waterston. I have only seen (incredibly stylish) stills and
despite some dissatisfaction with the project on his part, and an easily
searchable online trail of admiration and mystique that never actually leads to
the film itself, am perplexed that it doesn’t seem to be available anywhere,
and was not ever issued as a DVD. As for Salter, Three may have had its
silver lining, in that it inspired a lifelong friendship with another writer that began with a fanletter. I’m
sure I’d have one to send, too. - Lauren Cerand
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