Showing posts with label the big year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the big year. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

The big decade?


There's a scene in David Frankel's The Big Year in which the characters played by Rashida Jones and Jack Black take a break from their frantic cross-country birding to meet up in Boston. They're both intense birders and they both drop a fortune on travel in pursuit of that passion, but there's a difference: Black is doing a "big year," which means he's trying to set the record for the most number of bird species seen in United States in a calendar year, while Jones is just doing it out of a simple love of birding.

"I love that you're not doing a big year," Black says. "There's something so pure about that."

"How do you know I'm not doing a big year?" Jones teases. (She isn't.)

It got me thinking. I've kind of been doing a "big decade." And I'm wondering if there's something impure about that.

You see, The Big Year was a milestone movie for me -- it was my 3,500th movie. And it was just a happy coincidence that a movie about setting a record ended up being that milestone movie. (Unlike my 3,000th movie, which I carefully orchestrated to be Mr. 3000, as discussed here.)

Every time I cross another threshold of 100 movies, I like it to be random what that 100th movie is -- I want it to be whatever I was "planning" to see anyway. Of course, I usually know I'm approaching the milestone, so there have to be some decisions made that result in me watching the movie I watch. There's every possibility of my much-cherished randomness being corrupted.

In this case, however, I can genuinely say it was totally random. It had been a week since the last movie I hadn't seen previously (it's been a busy time over here), so I had forgotten I was sitting on 3,498 when I went to the Redbox kiosk Saturday morning and picked up The Big Year. (The movie was a priority mostly because I have a friend who is a birder and works in the greater birding industry.) I planned to watch The Big Year while babysitting for some friends who were going out to see The Hunger Games on Saturday night. And even then, in order for it to be that 3,500th movie, my wife and I had to watch the wonderful documentary Marwencol that afternoon while our son was taking his nap. That was a chance viewing, one we were only able to do by getting home early from an activity we expected to take much longer.

But the fact that I even know it was my 3,500th movie is the result of two things: 1) The list of all the movies I've ever seen, which I have been maintaining for something like 22 years, and 2) The list of the order I've watched my movies, which I have been keeping since February of 2002. In fact, I had been planning to celebrate ten years of knowing the exact order of every new movie I've seen in the form of a blog post, but I simply forgot.

The thing that started my list, which I keep in a Microsoft Word document called "movie order" (creative title there), was watching my 1,500th movie on February 22, 2002. It was the Hughes brothers' documentary American Pimp, of all things. It's always easiest to start new ventures once you've reached a milestone, and voila -- a new obsessive list was born.

Ten years, one month and 20 days later, I have reached my 3,500th movie -- which means just over a decade to watch 2,000 more movies. That's an average of 200 new movies a year for ten years.

Do I need to check myself before I wreck myself?

I find myself thinking about that comment Black's character makes to Jones' character about the purity of her pursuits. As though there's something kind of gross about what he's doing, by comparison -- he's trying to "win." It almost doesn't matter that he truly loves birds, as well -- so much so that he can identify hundreds and hundreds of species just by their song. By introducing the concept of "being the best" and "winning" into the equation -- in other words, by trying to beat the record held by Owen Wilson's character -- he's somehow tainting the whole activity.

So switching from the obsessive seeing of birds to the obsessive seeing of movies, is there something crass and inelegant about my inexhaustible and unquenchable desire to watch more movies?

My first, defensive instinct is to say "no." I mean, I'm a certified film buff. Watching movies is what we do. I have always shown signs of being a film buff, it's just that there were times in my life when I had other priorities that prevented me from binging on movies. There would have been no other decade in my life when it would have been so easy for me to watch two thousand movies. Even if the available time has been there after the end of college (1995), the ease of watching these movies has been significantly lower until recently. With the advent of streaming video, you can watch a movie totally without premeditation.

But I do wonder if the mere act of recording your movie-watching milestones doesn't create a hunger to pass other milestones. Actually, I don't have to wonder -- I'd say it does. I recognize that behavior more in my year-to-year movie-watching pursuits than over the course of a decade. When I rank my new releases each year, which makes me keenly aware of how many current year movies I've seen, I'm always noting how I've done relative to myself in other years, and relative to others who are doing the same thing. (One in particular, though he always beats me by a huge amount so it's really no contest.) You could say that each year I watch movies is a "big year" for me. I'm always going for "the record," even if the current record holder is me.

And yeah, if I were just a couple away from the record before my deadline, you better bet I'd jam a few in, not because I necessarily want to, but because the record compels me. When Black, Wilson and Steve Martin are this close at the end of their big year, but it'll take a last-minute trip to some remote part of Alaska to get them this much closer, do you really think they want to? No, but the record compels them.

I guess the real way to determine whether this is a problem is whether I feel like I am merely compelled. Whether I watch movies out of duty, or out of love. And that really provides our definitive answer. I crave watching more movies because I love watching movies. And I love watching movies because movies offer entertainment, insight and emotional truth. And I'm always craving more of those things.

And if I'm always going to recognize and be aware of approaching milestones, so be it. That's the way I'm hard-wired. I'm a list maker and I love statistics (explaining also my love affair with baseball).

And every once in awhile, a little miracle comes along to remind me that I'm still a human being involved in pure pursuits.

Like, temporarily forgetting I was on the verge of watching my 3,500th movie.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

The Big Secret


Question: How can a movie starring Steve Martin, Owen Wilson and Jack Black open with almost no fanfare?

Answer: If it's about birdwatching.

The Big Secret about The Big Year is that it's quite possibly the first movie ever to make birdwatching the subject of a movie. Clearly, warning signs did not go off for everybody -- the studio thought enough of the project to hire comic icons Martin, Wilson and Black (sounds like a law firm) to star in it. But then the studio thought better of it and totally squashed the movie in terms of its ad campaign.

I first became aware of The Big Year in a rather inauspicious way. Filmspotting, one of a couple film podcasts I listen to, was doing an episode devoted to the hosts' most anticipated new releases of the fall. In the course of this discussion, other titles that were being released were given a cursory mention, and one of those titles was The Big Year. The hosts were alarmed to note that the film was about six weeks from being released, and they could not find a trailer for it on IMDB. Alarming indeed.

I have since seen a trailer for it -- or more properly, a TV commercial -- but it's just about the most abstract bunch of clips you've ever seen woven together. Clearly, the studio (let's name it -- Fox 2000 Pictures) was worried about letting people know what this movie was really about, fearing they wouldn't come. That might have been right, but the resulting patchwork of one-liners and generic physical humor doesn't make you want to see the movie, either.

I just watched the full-length trailer -- now available on IMDB -- and there is exactly one mention of birds in the trailer. But the context doesn't make it clear that the birds being mentioned are being watched by the main characters. Then there's one shot of a bird on a branch while Wilson and Martin have a collision on skis in the background. Hardly a vote of confidence in the film's subject matter.

The thing is, as I learned in hearing a brief bit about it on NPR this weekend, a "big year" is an actual term in birding circles. It refers to an informal competition among birders to see who can see/hear the most species of bird in a specific geographical area within one year's time. Not only does the movie seem to take that last part rather casually -- the trailer makes it seem like these guys are globe-trotters -- but it also expands the meaning of the title to make it more generic. "One year to do all the things we never did," says one of the characters (Wilson, I think) in the trailer. Yeah, as long as all those things relate to birdwatching. (The movie is based on a book written by birder Mark Obmascik called The Big Year: A Tale of Man, Nature and Fowl Obsession. He was the one being interviewed on NPR's Weekend Edition.)

So generic and half-hearted was the ad campaign for this movie that I didn't even know it was coming out on Friday, and when a friend of mine who watches birds for a living posted about it on my Facebook wall, I didn't know what she was talking about. She said "Will you see the new birding movie? I could review its birdiness and you could review its movie-ness."

My first thought was "Ah, there must be some kind of documentary on birds coming out." Even I, a person who likes to see movies about things I haven't seen before, assumed that it would have to be a documentary if it were about birdwatching. When she revealed the title, I was floored.

The problem is, when you keep a major point about a movie a secret -- and actually, keep the movie itself kind of a secret -- you should expect to pay for it at the box office. And boy did The Big Year pay -- it made $3.33 million domestically in its opening weekend, finishing in a dismal ninth place. That's $1.11 million each for Martin, Wilson and Black (sounds like a law firm).

In other words, probably about what their salaries were to make the movie. Who knows, they might have made more.

But how bad could this movie be? I'd have to assume that the three law-firmers each contributed some amount of their likable comic talents to this movie, and it's probably funny in spots.

The world may never know, because Fox 2000 was determined to shield audiences from its movie. If The Big Year made $3.33 million in its opening weekend, you can expect that to drop to $1 million or less next weekend. In fact, it wouldn't be a total surprise if the movie grosses under $5 million domestically.

Well, at least my friend will see it. Perhaps she already has. If so, thoughts, M?

The one part of the movie's ad campaign that actually seems to come clean about its content is the poster above, which makes the movie pretty unambiguously about birdwatching.

Which might have helped me if I'd actually seen this poster in any of the theaters I've visited in the past six months.