Post-Season Potpourri

Cleaning up in many ways

Two unrelated items as we get back into the swing of things after the holiday break...

First, on the off chance that anyone in the audience is involved in the creation of movies or animation, I've got a new tale to pitch. Saint Necassrius, the post-holiday embodiment of putting away all of the trimmings of the holidays, so that your house doesn't turn into that sad place at the end of the block where everything is up for way too long. Won't you sing with me?

Hail good Saint Nescarrius
He cleans up all our crap!
Halfway through his task you just
Might find him taking a nap!
(because he is a middle-aged 
demon who enjoys his naps)
Hail good Saint Nescarrius
He cleans up all our crap!

I'm thinking Walter Wolf, but either with a Krampus horn or elf trappings. Really, it depends on whether you want to scare your kids into helping, otherwise their stuff disappears, or if you are more happy with them clearing out and giving you time and space to yourself. (And yes, my kids get odd holiday traditions, the foremost of which is the Christmas Weasels.)

The second involves finally getting around to taking the better half to her popcorn movie of choice, which is the latest Star Wars installment. I'll defer from getting into any major plot points in this, since that sort of thing is just poor form for those who haven't been yet, and are still planning to go, but I've got complaints. Minor ones, for the most part, and pointless because of the astounding success it's achieving in the market (see, this turns into a business column after all), but to wit...

1) There is, I read, some actual Oscar buzz around this film, because people seemingly feel bad about big money blockbusters never getting critical acclaim. To which I would say... um, why?

You don't go into a sci-fi blockbuster looking for people who are acting up a storm. You go in for explosions, effects, and other feet up, brain in a box stimuli. (And yes, I know, plenty of smart people like to entertain themselves with populating the Star Wars universe with additional content. That doesn't make it Art. If the audience can do better than the creators, in my opinion, that doesn't speak well to the efforts of the professionals.)

2) You might have heard how George Lucas, the maker of the first six of these franchise events, is disappointed with how the latest has turned out, because it feels to him like a retro event, and that the new corporate owners (Disney) have done more work at this with a merchandise and licensing angle, rather than make something new.

It reminds me of nothing so much as an aging rock band that makes the audience suffer through the new album, rather than play the hits. You can do the former, of course, if you are willing to make less money, play smaller venues, and live with lower crowds. Heck, for a true validation of your art, you can do what David Bowie did in the early '90s and not even use your own name on the marquee, just announce it as a different band. That way, everyone who comes knows what they are getting, and you aren't tempted to use the crutch of past hits to get the crowd on your side. You'll live and die with the new tunes.

But that wouldn't single-handedly save Q4 for theaters, or even generate some weird back-hand award talk now, would it?

As a marketing and advertising consultant, I've always known what acts I was doing for love, or art, and which ones I was doing to pay the bills. If you are very lucky, you can sometimes mix the motivations and hit it with your whole heart, and true pros never give away the game of when it's just a mental exercise.

But no one gets to do just what they want to do, all the time, without compromise or commerce.

It's just a shame that Lucas had his moment of discovering this in front of a reporter, really.

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