The Big Year
A comedy featuring Steve Martin, Jack Black, and Owen Wilson creates certain expectations, not the least of which is, well, laughter. But David Frankel's (Marley & Me, The Devil Wears Prada) anodyne, feather-light film The Big Year, in which the three actors star, is less concerned with eliciting big laughs than offering earnest insights on the meaning of success and the value of friendship.
Delving into the subculture of hard-core birders (don't call them bird-watchers), the film follows three men, semi-retired industrialist Stu (Martin), schlubby corporate drone Brad (Black), and suburban contractor Kenny (Wilson), as they vie in a year-long competition known as the Big Year. The goal of the competition is simple: to spot as many as many different bird species in North America as possible. As current Big Year record-holder, Kenny is something of a rock star in the birding world. His cocky, carefree manner masks a stark determination to defend his hard-won celebrity - and his fragile ego - against the likes of upstarts Stu and Brad, both of whom are Big Year rookies. None of the three leads stray far from type, but they do offer slight tweaks to their usual screen personas: Wilson is sly and Machiavellian; Black tones down the buffoonery, limiting himself to two (by my rough count) pratfalls; Martin's sardonicism is tempered with humility.
There's no prize for winning a Big Year; the sole reward is the adulation of fellow members of the birding community. Competition is surprisingly fierce. The three men frantically criss-cross the continent, darting from one remote location to another in search of the next rare find. At first wary of each other, Stu and Brad eventually unite over a mutual desire to defeat Kenny, whose crafty gamesmanship has frustrated them both. Their strategic pact gradually evolves into a genuine friendship, leading both men to discover that there are more important things in life than winning an amateur birding competition.
Shot on location in British Columbia, the Canadian Yukon, Upstate New York, Joshua Tree, and the Florida Everglades, The Big Year is a visually striking film, showcasing one breathtaking panorama after another. At times, director Frankel appears more interested in the scenery than his characters, who, despite the script's copious exposition, aren't particularly well-developed. The story at times seem aimless and unfocused, and its relaxed pace may prove vexing for some. Indeed, it did for me at first. But once I adjusted to its easygoing rhythm, the film's modest charms began to reveal themselves.
Hollywood.com rated this film 3 stars.