Monday, January 10, 2011

Bryan Ran

Bryan Barsky woke up one morning and realized he was a failure. He sat up in bed and looked around his barely furnished, white-walled bedroom. Bryan’s glance then turned to his alarm clock – those ominous glowing blue numbers that read “6:55” – made him quite melancholy. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. Thirty-two years old with no family, not even a cat. Even the loneliest singles had at least a cat to call their own. Not Bryan. Bryan was an accountant. He lived in a world of numbers and figures, not of people and excitement. This all hit Bryan at once one morning and he became slightly depressed. He had to go to work anyway.

Bryan would have taken a cab to work, but he wasn’t assertive enough to get a cab-driver’s attention. He took the subway instead. Bryan swiped his metro card, just like he did every morning, and proceeded to make his way through the sea of faces. They all reminded him of sheep being herded into their pen. Bryan never looked at people when he was on the subway, but this morning he did. His eyes passed over person after person as he imagined their stories, and in Bryan’s imagination, they were all happier and more successful. Then Bryan got off the subway.

Bryan had worked the same position at Larry B. Rudman accounting firm for six years without promotion. In fact, Bryan was quite certain that his boss didn’t even recognize him. On one occasion when Bryan was taking his coffee break, his boss walked through and asked him

“Can you temps do something about the coffee machines?” to which Bryan could not think of a response before his boss had left the room.

His job had become rote. That’s what six years of doing the same thing will do to a man. Audit after audit and page after page would go through Bryan’s desk. He sat that morning at his desk covered with papers, let out a big sigh, and began to work on his first document. Bryan was broken from his trance upon hearing a couple of his coworker’s voices. He glanced at his watch. It was already noon.

“This will be my second marathon” said one of them pompously.

“Only your second? This will be my third! First in Chicago though” retorted the other.

“A marathon” thought Bryan. The idea had never occurred to him before. Bryan went back to his work, but his mind was on the marathon. He reached over to pick up his donut and stopped mid-bite. He looked down and upon seeing his gut, realized he was in no shape for a marathon. Something needed to change immediately. Bryan was stuck. He was stuck between wanting to change, and not having the drive to do anything about it, between a mediocre life and a life he could be proud of. What better solution to apathy than an endeavor requiring unrelenting passion. Bryan was going to run the marathon.

The Bank of America Chicago Marathon was about six months and two weeks away, and Bryan couldn’t afford to lose any time. Being the analyst that he was, Bryan pulled up every article on marathon running that he could find. He frantically filled page after page of his steno pad with notes on how long it takes to train, a proper diet, a proper sleep schedule, the proper running gear, and the list went on. This was the first time Bryan could think of that he cared about accomplishing something so much.

The clock read 5:55 as Bryan sat up in bed. The sun hadn’t even come out yet which made it near impossible for Bryan to drag himself out of bed. He wasn’t as motivated as he was the day before when he made his initial resolution. After much self-coercion he did get up though, and after looking at himself in the mirror he realized why he was getting up at such an ungodly hour to put his body through so much pain. Bryan looked at himself and saw wasted years, and now it was time to redeem those years. His goal was to run three miles that morning. His feet pounded the pavement as he inhaled the cold morning air. He held his head high and took strong strides. He was unstoppable. Until about three minutes into his run, Bryan began to feel a small pinch in his side, right underneath his rib cage that only grew with each successive stride. The pain was unbearable. Bryan had to stop. He slumped over onto the nearest park bench, panting and wheezing. He began to think again that he was a failure. Joggers were scattered across the park that morning, each running in a determined trance. Bryan sat, with his head between his knees, thinking that he would never be able to measure up to them.

“Did you eat breakfast?” a voice said.

“What?” Bryan looked up to see another jogger who was taking her water break.

“Did you eat breakfast? I noticed you were holding your side. My side always aches if I try to run on an empty stomach.”

Bryan stared dumbfounded back up toward the jogger; he knew he looked like an idiot. Talking to women was never his strong point. She had just finished running and it looked to Bryan as if she hadn’t even broken a sweat.

“I’m Melissa by the way.” And as she turned to leave, she looked back at Bryan with a smile…“keep it up. You’ll get there.”

Something about the way she said that made Bryan actually believe it. The next day, he got up to run again.

After a couple weeks of training, he no longer had that ache in his side. In fact, Bryan could run for three miles straight. Every day he would walk into Rudman and sit at his cubicle with a banana and a bottle of water. Bryan could barely lift his burning eyes from his work. Running was making him tired, and staring at a computer screen all day wasn’t doing much to help. As he was fighting to retain his consciousness, his boss passed by his desk.

“Late night Barsky?”

“No sir. It’s just that I’ve been running--”

“Leave that at home Barsky, right now it’s time to focus on the task at hand.”

Bryan was discouraged. He was losing focus at work and now his boss was taking notice. But when Bryan realized that his boss actually addressed him individually, and by name at that, he didn’t seem to mind too much.

It was now September, and Bryan was still running. He got up faithfully at the crack of dawn because he refused to quit. He had almost nothing to lose and everything to gain. When he felt that pain in his side, that was his social shortcomings; when he had run so long his lungs ached, that was his job; and when he heard that voice in his head that said “just give up,” the same voice he had heard all his life, he just kept running. He would not compromise. Not this time. It was another cold morning when Bryan got up to run. Running gave Bryan time with his own thoughts, time that he hadn’t given his thoughts before. He began to think about how much he had changed over the past five months, who he was and what he was becoming. Bryan was too deep in thought to notice the uneven pavement that he was running on, and with a sudden jerk, his foot caught on the raised edge and tripped him which sent him crashing onto the ground. He grimaced in pain, but got back up to keep running. He couldn’t do it. The intense pain that started in his right ankle shot all the way up his leg. Bryan had sprained his ankle.

It was a grade 2 sprain, and Bryan was told to keep all weight off of his ankle for four weeks. He sat at his cubicle staring blankly at the tiled ceiling. “Why?” – he thought. That one question summed up the entirety of his frustration. The race was a little over three weeks away. Bryan was cutting it close, but was determined to heal in time for the marathon. He nursed his ankle like a mother hen and every day it got stronger. Three weeks after his injury, Bryan began his attempt to walk around without crutches, and on week four, just 5 days before the race, he had recovered enough to run again.

The day had come. Judgment day. That day Bryan would find out if his efforts would pay off or come to naught. There he stood, Bryan Barsky, no longer just an accountant, at the starting line. Looking to his left he saw Melissa who he remembered from his very first run. She recognized him too and walked over to wish him well before the race.

“How do you feel?” she asked him.

“I feel…” Bryan hesitated, “I feel like I don’t want to fail.”

“Fail? When you’ve already accomplished so much just to get where you are right now? Impossible.”

It didn’t take long for Bryan to realize that she was right. The gun went off and Bryan ran.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

The Pilgrimage

Have you ever pondered how refreshing it is to take a deep breath? That moment when you first wake up from a deep sleep, or after discovering good news, or like those times when you’ve been thinking so hard and so long that you can only come back to reality after a long, deep inhale and exhale.

I first found the picture about a week and a half ago while I was scouring the basement for my birth certificate for my I-9. Prior to this day in the basement, my life couldn’t have been more predictable. I was born Liberty Beatrice Merriman to Baptist parents in Quinton, Oklahoma. I hate my name. My mother convinced my father to name me Liberty -because she was born and raised in Liberty, Wisconsin- on the condition that my middle name would be Beatrice after his mother. So here I am, Liberty Beatrice, but I have everyone call me L.B. I played flute in the Quinton High School pep-band and sang in the First Baptist Church choir over there on J Street. That was all proverbial, until I walked to Pomp and Circumstance and snagged my diploma about a month ago. Everyone in Quinton expects you to go to Oklahoma State after you graduate, or if you’re from First Baptist, get married and have a load of babies. I wasn’t too sure I wanted to do that.

So back to my basement… who knew how long it had been since anyone had last seen my birth certificate, but my mom thought she might have seen in the filing cabinet down there. So down I went. At the bottom of the stairs my eyes scanned the dark, dank basement where we kept all the “stuff” with little hope of actually finding what I was looking for. I’m almost glad I didn’t, because what I did find was much better. I carefully stepped over the plastic manger scene and dodged our old baby crib as I made my way to the filing cabinets. My last barrier between me and that cabinet was a cobweb that I swept out of my face and alas, I was there. The thing was so rusty I could barely yank it open, but once I had I discovered a whole mess of papers that looked like they hadn’t been touched in years. My fingers made their way through paper past paper until I had reached the last one in that drawer. On to drawer number two; still no birth certificate.

My eyes lay hold of the last and final drawer, after much self-coercion I decided to give it a tug. The drawer made an awful screech when I did, but to my surprise once the drawer was open I saw an old photo album instead of more papers. Now you might be wondering at the fact that there was an enigmatic old photo album in my basement that I had never seen, but to tell you the truth it’s my mother who always goes down to the basement to find things. I guess I just never had a reason to venture down there before. The album looked like it was about to fall apart. I could see through the rotting leather exterior strait to the dried glue that was once the binding. Inside were pages and pages of yellowed black and whites. The people in the pictures weren’t familiar to me, until my eyes stumbled upon a picture of what looked like my dad’s uncle Charles when he was a little boy. The most featured face was that of a short-haired and freckled girl with a pensive eye. She was even in the picture with Charles, if that was in fact Charles. Since the glue was dried up it wasn’t hard to lift up one of her pictures. On the back was printed “Maria Weiss – 1952.” And so began my mad obsession.

I tucked that photo in my pocket and continued to look for my birth certificate, but I didn’t forget about it. In fact, as the day went on I found myself thinking about it more and more. I could feel that pensive eye looking at me from my pocket, nagging me to find out more. I asked my dad in passing if he knew about the photo album, but he gave me a helpless look and said he didn’t know what I was talking about “I couldn’t tell you the first thing your mother has down there” , he said. That wasn’t enough to satisfy me. I did a Google search on the name. There were only three Maria Weiss’ that lived within a 500 mile radius of Quinton. I thought that was interesting, but I didn’t do anything about it…at first. What had started out as innocent curiosity had at the end of the day turned into an obsession of Sherlock Holmes magnitude. My parents were leaving to go visit my grandparents in Wisconsin for the long weekend and wouldn’t be back until Monday. This got me thinking. The first Maria Weiss lived right in Pittsburg County in Crowder, easily accessible with the minivan my parents were leaving at home. Once I had decided to trek to Crowder, I thought to myself “the next Maria Weiss only lives 150 miles further in Fayetteville, Arkansas.” And since there was only one more Maria left and she only lived another two hours away in Springfield, Missouri I had made up my mind that I would find the Maria Weiss in my picture. It sounds ridiculous I know, but I had an insatiable desire to just do something a little crazy. The thought of acting in an uncharacteristic way excited me.

When Friday 7 AM rolled around I was ready. My parents were gone and I was itching to start my pilgrimage. It only took me thirty minutes to get to Crowder, but once I got there I felt like there was a brick in the pit of my stomach. I had begun to come to my senses. I was so busy trying to be different that the dangers I could face didn’t even cross my mind. As nonsensical as I knew this was, I decided to follow through. I never follow through with risks; that’s probably why I followed through this time. Knot in stomach and picture in hand, I made my way up the dusty driveway of my first house. My hand shook as I lifted it to give the door a knock. A very short man with greasy hair answered the door. Maria Weiss was the previous owner of the house, but it isn’t the same Maria. At least, that’s what he said before he shut the door on me. I took out my sharpie and crossed off the Crowder address. I was left standing on a doorstep with two more addresses in my hand.

I was hungry, so I decided to stop at the Sonic down the street before I started on my next leg of the journey up to Fayetteville. It wasn’t even fifteen minutes into my drive that the sky began to darken. The smoky violet sky was then interrupted with a loud clap accompanied by white bolts that hit the earth. Then came the rain. There was something about that musty smell that hit my nose as the rain hit the dirt and pavement that I hated and loved at the same time. The rain drops were small and unassuming at first, which I didn’t mind one bit, but when the rain turned into a storm is when I began to worry. The windshield wipers on my parent’s minivan needed to be replaced 2 years ago - not very conducive to surviving a rainstorm on the highway. The raindrops began to collect on the windshield and the wipers only succeeded in smudging the dust with the water to create a film that distorted my view. I was about a hundred miles outside of Crowder and struggling to see out the window when I suddenly noticed something that had blown into the road. Without thinking I slammed on my brakes and began to hydroplane. The front of the van charged right into a telephone pole. I wasn’t making it to Fayetteville anytime soon.

Flute-playing Baptists aren’t supposed to get into these kinds of shenanigans, but here I was, 200 miles from home with a broken down minivan and a picture in my pocket. I pulled out my cell phone and called a tow truck. Sitting in the van with time to kill gave me some time to think. If I wanted to do something different why didn’t I just dye my hair?..or smoke a cigarette? It didn’t matter, I had done it. The funny thing is I didn’t regret it too bad. I thought about my parents and what I would say to them when we all got back home. I thought about Maria Weiss and what would have happened if I actually did find her. I even thought about things like my future. Finally a truck with “Mike’s Towing Company” printed on the side could be seen approaching. Mike asked me what brought me out here to the middle of nowhere. I said I didn’t really know, that it was an adventure, and that was good enough for him. So I sat there in the passenger seat of Mike’s beat-up tow truck listening as Nat King Cole floated through the speakers and took a long, deep breath.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Rhetorical Criticism of "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" screenplay by Joel and Ethan Coen

Some people love it, and some people hate it. “It was just an outright pleasure to watch,” some say. While others are more inclined to say that it fell short of their expectations. Although not usually the favorite Coen Brothers movie mentioned, O Brother Where Art Thou is still popular. With a 77% popularity rating on Rotten Tomatoes and a weighted average of 7.8 out of 10 points on IMDb, the film seems to carry a “good, not great” reception to its audiences. Its domestic total gross was around 45 million, which seems a surprise compared to its limited opening weekend gross of $195,000. By analyzing the intended audience, real audience, implied audience, ideal audience, and universal audience it will be concluded whether or not the rhetorical significance of the artifact rests in its audience.

The Coens nowhere explicitly state an audience for whom they wrote the artifact. However, there is much to be inferred from where the movie was first released and to whom. The Coens decided to have a very limited release for O Brother Where Art Thou. They originally released it in the United Kingdom on 132 screens. The film then was released in the United States, but only on a scant five screens in December of 2000. The film was also submitted in various film festivals before its wider public release date in January 2001. To pull an example from the film, the highly stylized cinematography is a good indication that the audience was intended to be “movie gurus.” It seems as if the intended audience includes the Coen Brother’s peers and quite possibly themselves. They have stated in a number of interviews that they are simply interested in telling a story. When they start writing, they have no idea which direction they are going to take and what they are trying to say. This seems to be the largest indicator that the intended audience is themselves or possibly their peers.

Despite the fact that the initial audience was very narrow, that gap widened significantly as seen in the real audience. According to IMDb, there is no significant difference of opinion between the different demographics that viewed the artifact. Male, female, young, and old all seem to give an average rating of 7 or 8 points out of 10 for O Brother Where Art Thou, although females under the age of 18 gave consistently the lowest user rating for the film with an average of 6.9.[3] Because of the film’s rapid dialogue between characters, social idioms and references, and seemingly disconnected plot, it is understandable for it to receive lower ratings from younger audiences. The real audience was likely so varied because the movie contained so many different themes that played to many demographics. For example, it was a type of love story, which played to women, and it was a crime story, playing to most male audiences. So although not intended to be understood or well-received by a wide audience, the real audience demonstrated just that.

The content of the artifact drew a particular audience as well. The implied audience created by this film had a psychographic common affinity for nostalgia. The love of nostalgia is a particular attitude that is characteristic of many Americans, so when O Brother Where Art Thou featured many old-timey scenes including bluegrass music, an implied audience was created. The demographics of this particular group would probably be middle to late adults, while some perhaps are of the younger generation. It also seems possible that geographics played a role in the implied audience. After all, the film takes place in the South which seems to be a culture of its own with ideas and values particular to that region. Although somewhat critical of this culture, via the heavy farce, those who are familiar with Southern culture likely were drawn to the artifact. Consider the scene in which the three convicts encounter the Bible salesman. This would no doubt strongly resonate with those people who grew up in or around the Bible-belt region of the South. So although not necessarily what the Coen Brothers intended, the implied audience was drawn to the artifact by its content or discourse.

Whether or not this was the intention of the author in creating the artifact, the film O Brother Where Art Thou makes an argument targeted at a specific audience to persuade after viewing the artifact. The ideal audience would view the film and be compelled to change afterward. The argument of this particular artifact would be: “If you are ‘stuck’ or ‘indifferent’ at this place in your life, you should work toward becoming your full potential.” There is a heavy influence of existentialism here. The main character played by George Clooney, Ulysses Everett McGill, asks himself in the film “who am I?” to which it seems like the rest of the film is an attempt to answer that question, although not explicitly. The demographics and geographics for the implied audience could be all across the board. A particular age, gender, region, or occupation is not necessary for a person to feel “stuck” in their life. Whether a middle-aged businessman discontent with their job or a young female who is unsure of what to do with her life, the message of this artifact plays to their particular needs. What is most important in regards to implied audience is psychographics. Here the author of the artifact is assuming a particular belief about his audience and hoping it is a variable belief and not a fixed belief.

The values of this audience in the case of this artifact would probably be unsure to begin with, but after viewing the artifact it seems the Coen Brothers may be trying to suggest his audience adopt the self-actualization theory. This theory was made prominent by Abraham Maslow and is defined as the motive to realize one's full potential. In his view, it is the organism's master motive and the only real motive to actualize itself as fully as possible as the basic drive...the drive of self-actualization. The protagonist of the film is a convict, an adequate representation of someone who is “stuck” in their life. As the movie progresses, the audience finds out that Everett actually has a goal to strive for. He has the potential to go back to his wife and be the father to his six little girls again, but he has a journey to go on before he gets there. In this, it is shown that the ideal audience for the artifact O Brother Where Art Thou are those who are at an indifferent place in their lives and would be persuaded to become their full potential.

Finally, the artifact necessitates one final audience and that is the universal audience. This audience is not tangible in nature, but rather the ultimate judge of the artifact. This ultimate judge would have a honed aesthetic because the artifact is artistic in nature. It is highly stylized and received an Oscar for best cinematography. The ultimate judge would also be a social critic who is aware of cultural idioms. He would have an appreciation for existential meaning that is an underlying theme behind this film. After playing “20 Questions” with this idea of universal audience, the answer seems to be simple. This universal audience that the authors of this particular artifact are trying to please is, in fact, themselves. Because the universal audience is supposed to be a totally rational and unbiased critic, it is difficult to make the claim that the Coen Brothers themselves are the audience. Obviously an author cannot be totally unbiased toward his work. The characteristics of this universal audience then would probably be characterized by a demographic of middle to late adults with Caucasian or African American ethnicity (because of the racial themes explored). This audience would also probably live in no particular place geographically, but ideally in the South. The psychographics of this audience would have a fixed belief in existentialism with a predisposition to respond positively to the self-actualization theory of motivation. It most definitely could be argued that the Coen Brothers themselves are the universal audience, but also likely is the “invented” critic with the characteristics mentioned above.

In conclusion, although the intended audience was extremely narrow with the Coens limiting it do just themselves and their peers, it widened significantly with the real audience. This audience was broad demographically, but had a higher concentration of adults and a lower concentration of women. The implied audience likely includes those with a love for nostalgia or an affinity for Southern culture or bluegrass music. The ideal audience would be the target of this implied argument made by the artifact: those who are “stuck” or “indifferent” in their lives should strive to become their full potential. By watching the film, the Coens may be hoping they adopt the self-actualization theory or something akin to it. And finally, the universal audience might be the Coen Brothers themselves, or a fabricated critic who possesses many of their characteristics. Audience does not hold much significance in regards to the artifact in this case because it is the artifact that impacts the audience, and not the audience that gives the artifact significance. It seems fair to conclude then, after analyzing the artifact in light of its audience, that 55% of the significance rests in its author, 35% in its genre, and only 10% in its audience.

The Coen brothers never escaped a near-death experience, never saved a baby from a burning building, and never had a run-in with the law. “We’re just interested in telling a story” they say. While the lives of the Coen Brothers themselves are far from spectacular, their films certainly aren’t. Both Ethan and Joel have been nominated for thirteen Academy Awards and have won two Oscars for screenwriting. By looking at their early interest in film, eclectic background, college education, and aversion to sentimentality, this paper will aim to answer the question: “Does the rhetorical significance of O Brother Where Art Thou? rest in its authors?”

Joel and Ethan Coen’s interest in film began at a very young age. They often used to use their friends as actors in their short films.

Born in 1954 and 1957 respectively, Joel and Ethan grew up in St. Louis Park, Minnesota, a Jewish Minnesota suburb that the Coens would later offer their lawn-mowing services to in order that they might fund their early film-making efforts.

A passion for filmmaking that started at such a young age no doubt played a role in their success. Who knows whether they would have been as successful had they started filmmaking later in their lifetime. There is no indication that their parents had anything to do with their affinity for the craft. Both parents worked for colleges and their proficiencies were in art and economics. Because they started working together from such a young age, the screenwriting process is now impossible for them to do alone. “We usually sit down to start typing together. What usually happens is we start bouncing ideas off of each other, if the ideas aren’t flowing and we aren’t on the same wavelength that day, then it just kind of fizzles out.” It is difficult to find a specific example to illustrate the influence their early interest in film had on O Brother Where Art Thou? Rather, looking at the greatness of their achievements in filmmaking and screenwriting as a whole is better testimony to how their early interest in film made the artifact so triumphant.

The Coen Brothers not only had a knack for making films, they also had plenty of creative ideas for them because of their eclectic background. Joel recalls watching everything from Hercules to Doris Day as a child. “They were fed a familiar diet of pop-culture by their parents…such a catholic range of influences (O Brother Where Art Thou? is a Homeric Blues movie, for example) left an indelible impression on their film-making.” In the generic criticism of this artifact, it was discovered that much of the rhetorical significance rested in its genre, but the eclectic nature of the genre would not be possible without the eclectic background of the minds that created it. By learning to appreciate art and entertainment in its many forms from a young age, Joel and Ethan Coen developed almost a new way to make movies – by overlapping genres and implementing the unexpected. Where else could you find bank robbers, bluegrass music, comedy, and the devil himself all in one movie? O Brother Where Art Thou? is a fantastic example of the product of eclectic minds.

When the Coens went to college, Ethan went to Princeton to study Philosophy and Joel went to New York University to study film. As is characteristic in their movies, O Brother Where Art Thou? “juggles existential and theological questions” and a portrayal of the human nature. No doubt Ethan’s study of philosophy at an Ivy League school contributed to the slew of philosophical questions presented in the artifact, primarily by the protagonist, Ulysses Everett McGill. “Well, I guess hard times flush the chump. Everybody's lookin' for answers,” said Everett. The artifact is based around the quest for a treasure, but the treasure they find is not the treasure they set out looking for. Joel and Ethan Coen had their protagonist set out on an existential journey to find true treasure. In the case of this artifact, the treasure was a reformed life out of prison to be back with his family. “A good way to describe the [Coen] brother’s opus is: a chronic search for truth” said one Christian movie critic.It seems as if Everett’s search for truth is tantamount to the Coen brother’s search for truth. Because of their college education, their movies take on a philosophical slant.

The final influence on the authors that affects their screenwriting, and this artifact in particular, is their aversion to sentimentality. In an interview with the Coen brothers, they had this to say regarding this particular trait in their filmmaking:

Q: do you think you have a generally optimistic view of human nature or is it all about how bad people can be? A: oh both. I want people to leave our movies thinking “oh look how bad people can be” but still walk out feeling like they enjoyed themselves. Q: do you have an absolute aversion with sentimentality? A: yes, absolutely.

At first glance, it may seem as if the Coen brothers have a cavalier attitude toward serious subjects. As was noted in the generic criticism of this artifact, O Brother Where Art Thou? would not be the movie that it is without its eclectic mixture of comedy to balance out the more serious themes such as crime and drama. One criticism described it as “not a traditionally mixed generic form such as tragicomedy or pastoral epic but a self-consciously contradictory artifact.” A careless criticism might offer the explanation that the Coen brothers are insincere, but a more accurate explanation is their aversion to sentimentality. The artifact is sprinkled with the depravity of human nature, for example, look at the thieving Bible-salesman or the favored politicians who secretly participate in the Klu Klux Klan. While the Coen brothers want to make sure their audience sees accurately the wickedness and folly of humanity, they also want to make sure they do not despair. Their goal is not to make depressing movies - their goal is to tell a story. Their style is, in a sense, realism. Dictionary.com defines realism, in writing, as “a theory of writing in which the ordinary, familiar, or mundane aspects of life are represented in a straitforward or matter-of-fact manner that is presumed to reflect life as it actually is.” Life is not a fairy tale, it doesn’t always have a happy ending, in fact, sometimes it is downright depraved, but that doesn’t mean some happiness can’t be pulled from it. That is what the Coen brothers are trying to do. Their aversion to sentimentality is absolutely essential in producing the kinds of films that they do.

In conclusion, just as was true of the generic criticism, O Brother Where Art Thou? finds much of its rhetorical significance in its author. The question is then, how much? It seems as if, approximately, 60% of the significance lies in the author and 40% lies in the genre. Because the Coen brothers do not use conventional genres, but often invent their own, the genres would not be possible without the authors. So while the genre is extremely critical in the significance of the artifact, the author must hold more of a claim on the significance. Their early interest in film gives the Coen brothers many years of experience in filmmaking which explains the ease with which they seem to write and produce movies. Their eclectic background no doubt contributed to the eclectic nature of the artifact, O Brother Where Art Thou? with its diverse themes. The college education of the brothers comes through in the philosophical and existential nature of the quest Everett and the two other convicts go on. And finally, and probably most importantly, is their aversion to sentimentality that contributes to the mix of portrayal of human depravity and humor that sets all of the Coen brothers’ movies apart.

What do Greek gods, epic journeys, and three prison escapees have in common? They are essentially part of the same story, told two different ways. The 2001 film by the Coen brothers, O Brother Where Art Thou, is a modern adaptation of Homer’s Odyssey which was written thousands of years earlier. The film opens with a line from Homer’s Odyssey to introduce the audience to the tale: “O muse, sing in me and through me tell the story, of that man skilled in all the ways of contending, a wanderer, harried for years on end…” This film grossed a total of $65,976,782 worldwide, and the public opening grossed $3.6 million on February 2, 2001. It was nominated for two Oscars and was submitted to the Cannes Film Festival. This paper will aim to answer the question “does the rhetorical significance of this film rest in its genre?” This paper will analyze four genres that O Brother Where Art Thou fits into. Those categories are comedy, adventure, crime, and Southern Gothic.

The first genre to be analyzed is that of comedy. Compiled resources including Allmovie.com and A Dictionary of Thematic Terms define comedy as

A film whose main purpose is to amuse and induce laughter, comedy deals with the preposterous and absurd aspects of human behavior with a sense of humor. It is a type of drama that celebrates or satirizes the follies of characters for the audience to use as a scapegoat for the ridiculousness of life. Comedy in film can also be an effective way of commenting on aspects of society, examining hypocrisies by showing how absurd they are.

This film is set in the Deep South during the peak of the Great Depression, so it is no wonder that the comedy genre was effective in turning this into a light-hearted film. Comedy can be seen in such scenes as the one when the main characters Everett, Pete, and Delmar pick up Tommy Johnson, the colored guitar player: “What are you doing all the way out here Tommy?” said Everett, “I had to be up at that there crossroads last midnight, to sell my soul to the devil,” replied Tommy. Everett answers back: “Well, ain't it a small world, spiritually speaking. Pete and Delmar just been baptized and saved. I guess I'm the only one that remains unaffiliated!” Or consider the scene when the men are coming to the end of their journey. Everett is describing the quaint little cabin with a “happy little tire swing,” but just as they come upon that very cabin, the devil character is waiting there with three graves and nooses, to which Delmar asks Everett, “where’s the happy little tire swing?” This film is a comedy because it uses humor to balance out the darker aspects of the movie.

The next genre to be examined is that of an adventure. A Dictionary of Literary and Thematic Terms and Oxford Dictionary of Literary Terms define adventure as

A type of fiction that usually includes suspense, excitement, physical danger, travel to exotic settings, and a hero. The prototype of this form is Homer’s Odyssey, in which the hero faces a series of threatening situations as he attempts to voyage home. Akin to romance, the adventure story relies on a series of exciting episodes unified by the theme of a search. It is a masculinized variety of romance.

This genre also includes a sub-category that is too similar to be left out of describing this film. That genre is the road movie. Filmsite.org and Allmovie.com offer this definition for the sub-genre:

One thing they all have in common: an episodic journey or quest on the open road, to search for escape or to engage in a quest for some kind of goal, be it physical, spiritual, or psychological. The characters learn something valuable about each other and themselves along the way. The road itself takes on both physical and metaphorical meanings in these films.

The film O Brother Where Art Thou is an adaptation of Homer’s Odyssey which is the prime example for the adventure genre. Everett, Pete, and Delmar meet an old railroad man at the very beginning of the film who tells them “You seek a great fortune. You will find a fortune, though it will not be the fortune you seek, but first you must travel a long and difficult road, a road fraught with peril, you shall see things wonderful to tell! It shall be your salvation.” The form of the adventure genre is always placed around a series of events leading toward a goal or destination, and that is exactly what this film is. Ulysses Everett McGill, the hero/protagonist, devises a plan to break out of prison so he can win his wife back, but he needs help. In order to obtain the help of Pete and Delmar, he tells them that he has treasure buried out on his old property that they would get a share of if they helped him break out. Along the way they encounter a bank robber, a thieving Bible salesman, sirens, and the devil-figure who is in pursuit of them the entire time. Like the road movie states, the physical treasure they thought they were chasing at first turns out to be a metaphorical treasure that holds much more significance. Since the entire film is based on a journey, it must be defined as an adventure.

The next genre that this film takes is crime. Allmovie.com and Filmsite.org define crime as

A type of film focusing on the lives of criminals. The stylistic approach ranges from grittily realistic portrayals of the real-life criminal figures to farfetched evil doings of imaginary villains. They glorify the rise and fall of a particular criminal(s).

Again, there is a genre crossover that must be included in the defining this film by its genre. The sub-category crime comedy is not another genre, but instead serves to better define the crime genre as portrayed in this film. Allmovie.com and A Dictionary of Literary and Thematic Terms defines it as

A film that plays the conventions of the crime genre for laughs. The brains behind the jobs usually aren’t that bright, or fail to take into account several factors which place the culprits in rather sticky situations. Often the crimes are unsuccessful, bumblingly executed, or presented in such a lighthearted matter that one ends up rooting for the criminal to get away with their loot unscathed. (See also ‘Tragicomedy’, tragedies laced with comic characters)

One example of this genre is seen in the first scene when Everett, Pete, and Delmar escape from prison. The audience immediately likes and accepts their act of crime because of their likeable nature. Another example of a crime or crime comedy in this film is when Everett runs into his ex-wife and seven daughters. “Why are you telling our gals that I was hit by a train?” asks Everett. “Lots of respectable people have been hit by trains. Judge Hobbie over in Cookville was hit by a train. What was I gonna tell them, that you got sent to the penal farm and I divorced you from shame?” replies Penny. The audience finds this humorous and still favors Everett, the protagonist, despite the fact that he lies, steals, and cheats. The crime-cluttered South that this film is set in makes it a necessity that this film be defined as a crime while the hilarity of those crimes makes it a crime comedy as well.

Although this film has significant impact because of the music, it cannot properly be defined as a musical because the characters do not use the medium of music to express their thoughts and there is also no dance. Therefore, the last genre to describe this film is Southern Gothic. Information from the Mason Academic Research System describes this genre as

Unique to American Literature, Southern Gothic relies on supernatural, ironic or
unusual events to guide the plot and uses these to explore social issues and reveal the cultural character of the American South.

Southern Gothic is usually identified as a literary sub-genre with gothic being the major genre. However, other sources have also applied this genre to film as well. One example from the film of this genre is when the three convicts venture to Pete’s cousin’s house to take refuge. His cousin ends up tipping them off to the police for the reward because “these are hard times we in” (in reference to the Great Depression) to which Pete responds in shock and horror “but we’s kin!” The Southern periodical stereotypes we see here are the attitude of desperation caused by the Depression as well as the cultural emphasis on loyalty to your kin. Another example from the film is when the incumbent Pappy O’Daniel wants to pardon the three convicts to boost his image. His concerned campaign manager exclaims “But Pappy, they’re integrated!” This is of course referring to the racism that was heavily prevalent in Southern culture in the 1930s. This film must be classified as Southern Gothic due to its emphasis on the social issues and cultural nuances of the American South.

In conclusion, this film is a comedy because it uses humor to balance out the darker themes. This movie is an adventure because the plot follows the “hero” along a journey to reach a destination. The main characters are criminals so the film must be a crime and the film portrays stereotypical aspects of the American South, necessitating the Southern Gothic genre. All of these genres combined to make a box office hit that reached audiences around the world. The four genres that have been analyzed – comedy, crime, adventure, and Southern Gothic – are absolutely integral to the rhetorical impact of the film O Brother Where Art Thou. Leave any genre out and the film would not have been as impactful.

Not only did this film cause a buzz in the entertainment industry – it was nominated for two Oscars - what is surprising is that it got philosophers and thinkers talking as well. On the surface, O Brother Where Art Thou is a film about three escaped convicts on the hunt for buried treasure that loosely resembles the plot of Homer’s The Odyssey. Look only a little deeper than this though, and you will find, whether intended by the authors or not, hints of self-actualization theory as well as the philosophy of existentialism. The purpose of the textual criticism of this artifact is to find out if the rhetorical significance rests in its text. The steps that will be taken to ascertain this will be to observe: claim, data, warrant, backing, reservation, and qualifier. Elements of style and supporting material will also be analyzed.

According to the Toulmin model of analysis, there are six criteria for analyzing the artifact textually. The first that will be addressed is the claim that the artifact makes. Using the same argument from the author criticism analysis, the claim is that those who are stuck or indifferent in their life should work toward becoming their full potential.

After the argument, or claim, has been established data must be collected from the artifact in order to legitimize the claim. The protagonist, Ulysses Everett McGill played by George Clooney is pictured in the opening scene of the movie with two other inmates breaking loose from prison. In order to get the help of his fellow-inmates, Everett told them there was something in it for them too…a treasure. The audience finds out later that Everett lied about the treasure, and really just wanted to get back to his family because he heard his wife was going to marry another man. Everett’s lie about the treasure actually becomes a metaphor for his self-actualization. The treasure he found in the end wasn’t the treasure the three convicts planned on finding. In the end, Everett is re-united with his wife and six daughters. Also when examining existentialism in the film, this philosophy not only comes through in the truth that Everett’s very human nature is chosen through his life choices, but also in the rejection of religious and secular rules, painting them as merely arbitrary. The convicts’ escape from prison was not only seen as comical, but they were pictured as the “good guys” for it. Also take into account how Christianity, essentially the law of the land in that place and time, was portrayed as corrupt and hypocritical drawing from the examples of the Klu Klux Klan and the thieving Bible salesman. These serve as just a few examples of the claim, what Toulmin would label data.

Next, the warrant will be examined. That is to say, societal beliefs that serve to legitimize the claim and show how it is exemplified in human behavior. While there is a growing number in society today who settle for mediocrity, the general consensus seems to be that this is not the place where one wants to remain. Society frowns upon people who have thrown their lives away, and society praises those who have achieved much. It is also the growing trend in our culture to throw away constraints and live by the “whatever-works-for-you” philosophy of life. A definition of existentialism will tell you that

The arbitrary act that existentialism finds most objectionable-that is, when someone or society tries to impose or demand that their beliefs, values, or rules be faithfully accepted and obeyed. Existentialists believe this destroys individualism and makes a person become whatever the people in power desire thus they are dehumanized and reduced to being an object. Existentialism then stresses that a person's judgment is the determining factor for what is to be believed rather than by arbitrary religious or secular world values.

Society at large, and American culture specifically, view that those who achieve their goals positively. Also, those who are skeptical or reject societal constraints such as religion, and even the law in some cases, are viewed in a positive light.

To give support to the warrant, authoritative backing will be examined. Kurt Goldstein and Abraham Maslow are credited with the self-actualization theory, becoming your full potential. This theory claims that what should, and will, drive an individual to act is the desire to become who they want to be. The desire to become who you want to be is an existential idea. The philosophy of existentialism, attributed to philosophers such as Kierkegaard and Nietzsche, claims that we can create meaning in our lives. Kierkegaard especially maintained that the individual is solely responsible for giving his or her own life meaning. The two views complement each other and give sufficient backing to the claim that those who are stuck or indifferent in their lives should work toward becoming their full potential.

There are those who would beg to differ regarding this claim. The reservation may be held by two groups of people. Existentialism says you create your own reality and purpose - that there is no pre-existing meaning to anything because the individual creates it. Therefore, the opposite of this would be much of fundamental Christianity which believes in the predestination of the individual by God to do a certain thing. Passages like Ephesians 2:10 say "For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them." This does not exclude free will, however, which is often a mistaken belief or criticism of fundamental Christianity. And although tied to existentialism in certain aspects, nihilism (the “philosophy of purposelessness”) seems to be in opposition to the claim, warrant, and backing. The term nihilism is sometimes used to explain the general mood of despair at a perceived pointlessness of existence that one may develop upon realizing there are no necessary norms, rules, or laws. Although the artifact would be in agreement with the subjectivity of rules and laws, it would be in opposition to the reservation’s claim that there is no point to life. Those who would agree with the claim of the artifact say that we create our own purpose to life by our self-actualization.

And finally, the Toulmin model would require a qualifier. This would be essentially a percentage of people who would accept the claim of the artifact. After analyzing the claim, data, warrant, backing, and reservation, it is a fair assumption to claim that about 70% of American audiences would accept the claim of this movie by being compelled to reach their full potential.

To continue in the analysis of the artifact, two aspects of style and one aspect of supporting material will be analyzed. These characteristics stand out as used by the author to contribute to the significance of the artifact. First the metaphorical stylistic aspect will be observed. What makes O Brother Where Art Thou unique undoubtedly lies in the strong metaphorical nature of the plot. This is not simply a story about three convicts escaping from prison and going on a treasure hunt, the journey they take outwardly is a metaphor for the inward journey that each of them takes. Everett “finds himself” in the end of the movie, and his companions find freedom to start over. The Coen brothers definitely use the metaphorical aspect of style to uniquely impact the artifact.

Next, the diction aspect of the style of the artifact will be analyzed. If you don’t pay close attention to the dialogue in this film, you will certainly miss something. The Coen brothers used diction to make O Brother Where Art Thou unique. It is no accident that the Coens made their protagonist, Ulysses Everett McGill, a fast-talking, but highly intelligent, con-man. It is not natural to expect a convict to have substantial things to say, but Everett does. He often makes references to Biblical texts, literature, and culture. He uses words like “paterfamilias” and “bifurcated.” It seems as if what the Coen brothers might have been aiming to do here is to be unique. Their protagonist is a walking contradiction, after all. Diction is an element of style that is utilized to make this artifact unique.

To review, the claim that the artifact makes is that those who are stuck or indifferent in their lives should work toward becoming their full potential. An example of data to back this claim is the existential journey that Everett metaphorically goes on. The warrant comes from the belief in society, predominantly American society, that achievement defines a person. The backing comes from Maslow and Goldstein’s self-actualization theory as well as being rooted in existentialism. The reservation to the claim of the artifact would most likely come from fundamental Christians as well as the philosophy of nihilism. It was then concluded that around 70% of Americans would accept the claim and change their opinions after viewing the artifact. Next, elements of style and supporting materials were analyzed and it was shown that metaphor, diction, and definition all impacted the artifact to make it unique.

There is an element of supporting material that would serve to explain the uniqueness of the artifact as well, and that element is definition. In O Brother Where Art Thou, the Coens aim to redefine how the audience looks at the institution of religion. After Pete and Delmar become convicted after seeing a community baptism, they join and get baptized as well. Everett’s response was, “Baptism! You two are just dumber than a bag of hammers!” In attempts at redefining religion, the Coen brothers have Everett claim its stupidity rather than hold it in a positive light. Another example is Everett’s definition of the devil, “The great Satan hisself is red and scaly with a bifurcated tail, and he carries a hay fork.” Again, Everett’s definition serves to redefine how the audience sees the institute of religion.

After using the Toulmin model of analysis to examine the artifact, it can be concluded that only a small percentage of O Brother Where Art Thou rests in its text. Because the message of this movie is subliminal and obscure, not all “get it.” As was seen in the audience criticism, many audiences thought the plot seemed disconnected and unorganized. Because of the stylistic approach the Coen brothers took with metaphor, the claim that the text presented was not as clear. Although the text of the artifact is substantial and makes a significant claim, it is not easily apparent to audiences. Therefore, it seems fair to conclude then, after analyzing the artifact textually, that 55% of the significance rests in its author, 35% in its genre, 5% in its audience, and 5% rests in the text.