Note—Local Groundhog
Day hoopla is scheduled for 7 am on Woodstock Square. Word has it our local prognosticator
Woodstock Willy will see his shadow in bright sunlight boding six more weeks of
winter--which we were going to get anyway.
But to prove the point temps are expected to plunge Friday to a high of
only 10 degrees.
Bill Murray in Groundhog Day.
I used
to work in Woodstock. It’s a country
town, the government center for suburban/rural McHenry County. The 19th
Century Square, replete with Civil
War Monument and gazebo, seems
sometimes to rise like Brigadoon or Avalon from the mists of a forgotten
time.
The
venerable Opera House dominates one
side of the Square. On another side sits
a large red brick building with a restored copper
dome, the former McHenry County
Courthouse built in 1854 and the Jail
and Sheriff’s House next to it.
Historic
public buildings, churches,
and graceful old homes on tree-lined streets
radiate out from the Square. Three
blocks away as the crow flies the Peter
Nestor House, built in 1900, sits halfway up Madison Street. I worked there in an office in the basement
of my employer’s home.
At
the far end of the street, on a small hill and facing all of us on the block
when we walked out the front door and looked up the road, looms the manor house of our neighborhood, a
large imposing Victorian mansion.
You
may have seen it before.
This
mansion played the role of a bed and
breakfast in the classic Bill Murray comedy Groundhog Day. In the
movie, the Square was dubbed Gobbler’s
Knob, the name of the site in Pennsylvania where a Groundhog is
pulled from his sleepy den every
February 2 to prognosticate whether or not spring was
coming.
Most
movie comedies sink below the surface of memory without leaving a ripple. But since its
release this film has resonated with
audiences in a way that is reminiscent of the James Stewart/Frank Capra classic It’s a Wonderful Life—with which it shares important themes.
However,
unlike James Stewart’s likable character,
Bill Murray begins the film as a repellant
jerk. An arrogant Pittsburgh TV weatherman, Murray has
been assigned to cover the Punxsutawney
festivities. He is surly to his camera man,
Chris Elliot, insulting to his lovely and generous producer, Andie MacDowell,
condescending and disdainful to the local Punxsutawney yokels, and their ridiculous pageant.
While
Stewart learned to value the person he actually was, Murray in Groundhog Day learns how to change the world for the
better—but only after he becomes someone other than the vain, shallow
human being we first see in this film.
After
being forced to stay in Punxsutawney by a blizzard,
Murray wakes up in that Victorian bed and breakfast—the one at the end of the
block—only to find that his bedside
clock/calendar tells him that he has awakened once again on the morning of
February 2. Then the film shows us that day repeated, and then again repeated, as day after day he wakes up
again on February 2. He is caught
somehow in a closed loop of time. The movie shows snippets from dozens of these February 2s, but makes clear that he experienced hundreds, perhaps thousands
of them.
After
being astonished to discover that is
his life is an apparently endless series
of empty, identical experiences,
Murray goes through the stages of grief
over the meaningless of his existence—denial,
anger, bargaining, depression,
and finally, acceptance. He tries to escape by repeated, ever more creative attempts at suicide, always to re-awaken in the
same bed to the same song on the clock radio.
When
he finally comes to acceptance, he learns something remarkable.
He
learns that he is actually able to change
how this otherwise repetitious day unfolds—by how he himself behaves. He discovers he can change the outcomes of
lives around him. For instance, every
day when the moment comes when a certain child
is to fall out of the tree, hit the ground, and break his arm,
he arranges to be there, under the tree where he can catch the
child. He uncharacteristically acts kindly to a sick and dying homeless man. He creates an engaging conversation with an otherwise annoying insurance salesman who—as his
previously repetitive experiences had taught him—will accost him every morning on a certain street corner.
He
also learns he can improve himself. He
becomes a piano virtuoso by showing
up each day and presenting himself as a new
student to a piano teacher. Each day having mastered what she is unaware
she that has taught him, he presents himself anew and learns from there.
At
first the object of this self-improvement is largely to win over and seduce his
lovely producer. And each day he makes
progress with her. As he comes to know
her, his feelings turn to something like real
affection and love. But he’s not through learning yet. Each day at some point his old, habitually self-centered arrogance rises and puts the kibosh on their blooming
relationship.
Yet
he really is changing. Eventually the
whole town comes to adore him for
the many kindnesses this one-day visitor bestows on them, not just for his wit,
his talent and his fame.
And
each day we see an implicit love affair that had previously been stymied become
something possible. We see it in Andie McDowell’s eyes which—when in his
presence—shine a little brighter a little longer.
But
this love relationship cannot break
through until that day arises when, in a simple act of complete unselfishness, Bill puts Andie entirely ahead of his own
needs and wants. We are then shown a
scene in which she comes to his bed at the inn, and they awake in each other’s arms when the
clock/calendar awakens them to February 3. We know that he and she may have an unfolding future together that would
not have been possible for him prior to his awakening.
So, Groundhog Day becomes the metaphor, not of some automatic seasonal rebirth experience, something
that appropriately takes place in the spring, but rather of a breakthrough in taking responsibility now. By taking an
action that anyone can take when one chooses freshly—an action that is
not a mere repetition of the past, not the result of some
long-established habit—Murray, you, or I, can cause a future that otherwise
would not be. And we can take such an
action anytime—
Even
in the dead of winter. Even in the dead of winter.
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