This has been bugging me over a couple of centuries.. In the early 1950s I was taken to the Odeon by a nanny who I suspect should have sat me in front of Pinocchio but no doubt came to the correct conclusion that if she gave me enough ice cream I would keep quiet and watch the film of her choice. I think it starred Judy Garland but I could be wrong and then it will be impossible to identify I suppose.
I may have taken my afternoon nap through most of it because I have just the one image in my memory and that is the closing scene which involved a handsome man in a white towelling robe.
He walked off the terrace down a couple of steps and dropped it on the sand.
Then he waded slowly into a sunset sea
never to return was the impression I had at the time. Or maybe he was just having a pre-prandial dip but somehow it felt more dramatic than that. Was nanny sobbing? I can't rightly remember.
I shall be very embarrassed if I have imagined all this and terribly grateful if anybody knows what I am talking about. If you did see a film something like this, forgive me if my visual aids have put you off it for ever.