Birdman vs. Boyhood: The Oscar Debate’s Classic Aesthetic Divide Lincoln Michel February 23, 2015 Essays 8 Comments John Gardner: “The difference is that my 707 will fly and his is too encrusted with gold to get off the ground.” William H. Gass: “There is always that danger. But what I really want is to have it sit there solid as a rock and have everybody think it is flying.” – 1978 debate on the nature of fiction Richard Linklater In the lead up to last night’s Oscars, critics have been waging a fierce debate about whether Alejandro González Iñárritu’s Birdman or Richard Linklater’s Boyhood—the presumed front-runners—deserved the Best Picture award. Ultimately, Birdman walked away with the trophy, inspiring some bitter “hot takes.” At Slate, Dan Kois even called it an “epochal travesty” and the Academy’s “worst mistake in 20 years.” I’m skeptical that Boyhood will be remembered—as Kois suggests—as an epochal masterpiece on par with Casablanca, Citizen Kane, or Pulp Fiction. Think-piece hyperbole aside, critics are divided and my twitter stream has been filled with critics and writers calling one film or the other overrated garbage. Most either loved Boyhood and thought Birdman was “pretentious,” “self-indulgent,” and “showy,” or else loved Birdman and thought Boyhood was “boring,” and “pointless.” Here’re some examples: Where's Kanye when you need him? #Oscars2015 — Iris Blasi (@IrisBlasi) February 23, 2015 Part of why Boyhood should have won is that the people who love it, love it much, much more than the people who love Birdman. — emilynussbaum (@emilynussbaum) February 23, 2015 Boyhood was film history, yes. But Birdman was the movie I'd rather take to a desert island and watch on repeat. #Oscar2015 — Chris Taylor (@FutureBoy) February 23, 2015 Sorry, "Boyhood" was a great concept, but a mediocre film. "Birdman," a masterpiece. http://t.co/zUAUKzW8PC. #Oscar2015 — Mike Linderman (@MJLinderman) February 23, 2015 diff between boyhood and birdman: both formally adventurous+ groundbreaking. boyhood's form indivisible from its story; birdmans showoffy — Joe Bernstein (@jbasher) February 23, 2015 and my own snark: I think Birdman and Boyhood were equally good / flawed, but Birdman made me want to go make art. Boyhood made me want to go nap. — Lincoln Michel (@TheLincoln) February 22, 2015 Indeed, these two films might be quintessential representations of a classic debate: should art be dazzling and inventive or should it be stripped-down, simple, and honest? Should the artist be in-your-face with her talent, or should she recede into the background of the work? Should she be a magician or a workman? Of course, this binary is reductive and plenty of artists move between modes or else try to be a workman and a magician, both dazzling and straight-forward. However, the two schools have their own champions and long histories. In fiction you can trace the debate from William Faulkner and Ernest Heminway (Faulker: “He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.” Hemingway: “Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?”) through John Gardner and William H. Gass in the 70s, to the Jonathan Franzen / Ben Marcus feud in the early aughts. Frequently in fiction the disagreement is framed as the “realists” vs. some rival school (“surrealism” “experimentalists,” “postmodernists” etc.) The “magician” school changes in part because that school’s credo is “make it new”; the aim is to push boundaries and flex one’s artistic muscles with ambitious conceits and ferocious style. For the realist school, the ethos is staying “true to life,” and the goal is to move the reader with honesty and truth. Flashy voice, style, or structure merely “gets in the way” of the “simple, honest story.” This, I think, is the root of the apparently bitter divide over two good-but-not-great feature films. Birdman and Boyhood actually have very similar strengths and weaknesses. Both were technically interesting: Birdman was filmed to look like one long tracking shot, and Boyhood was filmed over 12 years; and both had strong performances: Keaton, Norton, and Stone in Birdman, Arquette and Hawke in Boyhood. On the other hand, both were overly relient on their conceit—or, if you wish, gimmick—and tended towards lazy writing and hokey dialogue. (The two films also depict the life of a white, American male with artistic leanings in a year when no actors of color were nominated, and men were overwhelmingly nominated over women in the categories in which both were eligible, but that’s a topic for another essay.) However, both films’ failures are particular to their respective school. The “magician” school of writing risks pointlessness, while the risk of the “workman” school of writing risks being boring. Plenty of “magician” writers do come up with technical conceits that seem to serve no purpose. Cool, your chapters expand in length according to the Fibonacci sequence and your characters each embody a different animal from the Zodiac… but why? On the other hand, plenty of “workman” realists present the reader with nothing other than the banalities of daily life, fiction as diary entry. I’ve always appreciated that the magician school is open about the fact that they are creating fiction. As The New Republic‘s Tom Carson put it, “If the ‘just life’ school of moviemaking—which has its equivalents in literature and theater, needless to say, though not ballet or opera—has a built-in vanity, it’s the belief that its devices aren’t just aesthetically but morally superior, and indeed aren’t devices at all. That usually makes me snort…” Carson’s attitude is reflected in the Gardner and Gass quotes above. Gardner likes to pretend that his fiction can soar like a plane, but Gass is open about the fact that his plane isn’t a plane… it is only designed, through words on the page, to look like one. One could argue that the pretense that the artifice of simple realism isn’t really artifice often leads the “workman” camp to fall head over heals for work that is as gimmicky as anything the magician camp conjures. Certainly Boyhood‘s power rests largely on the trick of being filmed over 12 years. Personally, I always come down on the side of the magicians. My favorite writers are the Italo Calvinos, Kobo Abes, Ursula K. Le Guins, and Vladimir Nabokovs; writers who will try something new each time and risk ridiculousness in the pursuit of staying alive and interesting. Even when these artists fail, they tend to fail in at least extraordinary, even inspiring ways. Donald Barthelme is one the most inspiring writers for me, yet I frequently find his stories fail, for me at least. But even when they fail, he’s attempting, at every sentence, to do something interesting and there are always some aspects of each piece that will send me to my writing desk. Even in failure, he gives me ideas. However, I can recognize that as my own aesthetic biases. Other writers I know and admire will find nothing but showy nonsense in magician failures, yet find moments of beauty and emotional truth in even the most boring work of, say, Raymond Carver. And really, as an artist, that’s what matters: finding the art that makes you want to make more art. 8 Responses Petri Ivalo Sinda February 24, 2015 I’m with you on this one. The *magician* artistes do it for me most every time, and when I do “slum it” it’s in reading genre work in SF, & Crime — which condense their own virtues, even if often at the expense of quality writing. (Wouldn’t it be great simply to combine the two…? Perhaps “Slipstream” fiction offers the best hope?) I also find the “John Gardner” position inauthentic, as it is deceitful. As any writer knows, Naturalism/Realism is worked at — it doesn’t flow out of you *naturally*. You have to do a lot of work to MAKE prose/dialogue read that way. To pretend Realism is any less an ideology is inauthentic. I tend to find that people who only want to be known either as Entertainers, or rock-solid purveyors of The Truth, tend to conceal the tricks of their trade, whereas the avant-garde/experimentalists/what have you tend to be more up front and honest about the elevated self-consciousness of their techniques. They KNOW what they are doing is far enough out of the ordinary that they can’t hope to pull the wool over anyone’s eyes, so they happily fess up. Naturalists swagger on with moral superiority. (Admittedly, some are so unrehearsed in their creative style that they’ve grown up _never realizing_ how constructed “Naturalism” is. Ignorance is bliss!) Reply dlmccroskey February 24, 2015 I agree. This isn’t an either/or scenario. Narrative art makes attempts and sometimes surpasses, sometimes fails. Yet there are artists who have taken on both “magic” and “real”, fulfilling their artistic intentions using both. Think James Joyce, Cormac McCarthy, or Joyce Carol Oates. Reply Kevin February 24, 2015 Which film deserved to win Best Picture? That’s easy: The Grand Budapest Hotel! Reply A Magician or a Workman? | Wanderlusty Writer February 24, 2015 […] came across this article yesterday. It’s brilliant. Read it, then return to […] Reply cameron February 25, 2015 Actually both films are fantastic, epic pictures. Both are both much better than most years. BOYHOOD, however, captures the lives of the majority of people born in America over the last half century. To not acknowledge it is to say “The Grapes Of Wrath” was a drag or “Masculine/Feminine” is amateurish. Sometimes the critic really shows he is a critic and not a film-maker or the audience. Reply Lincoln Michel February 25, 2015 Boyhood, which I liked, is pretty narrowly focused on white lower/middle class Americans in one specific part of the country in one specific time period. And it focuses on male childhood. I’m not sure I’d say it captures the lives of the majority of Americans from the last 50 years. FastenTabHere February 25, 2015 The only aspect of ‘Boyhood’ that critics and people respond to is the gimmick of it all. It took twelve years to shoot. That’s what they applaud about it. You should not reward a film if, at the end of that twelve years, all you get is a film that is both boring and not very well acted, save for Patricia Arquette and Ethan Hawke. Mr. Michel, I suggest you read this: http://www.evanboyajy.squarespace.com/blog/2015/1/5/boyhood-thoughts Reply » Boyhood‘s Richard Linklater May Adapt Where’d You Go, Bernadette February 26, 2015 […] Although Boyhood lost out to Birdman at the Oscars, director Richard Linklater is a hot name in Hollywood again and film fans are waiting to see what he does next. The Hollywood Reporter is reporting that he may be going from Boyhood to womanhood and adapting Maria Semple’s best-selling Where’d You Go, Bernadette: […] Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.