Watching "The Lake," I was forced to remind myself every few minutes that this was Ray Bradbury theater, because it felt so much like an episode of the 80s reboot of the Twilight Zone. It's one of those dreamy, nostalgic coming of age stories that uses the present as a point of reference. In order to form a cohesive narrative, Bradbury Theater destroys the meaning of Bradbury's original story, "The Lake," on which this episode was based.
Destroying the story is not as offensive as it sounds, because a Bradbury story will never look as good on a television as it looks in your head. It's just confusing trying to follow what you're watching and what you know - but what you know isn't what's happening. Yes, it's a cohesive, dreamy story recalling the end of a summer and the beginning of adulthood - which, as Bradbury explains, is a coincidence as (he claims) this story was the one that "turned (him) into a writer." It's a nice story, you will probably remember it, but it's sappy and the meaning of the original is lost. And it's really sappy.