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Why Groundhog Day is one of the greatest movies of all time

Phil ConnorsConfession time: I flat out love the movie Groundhog Day. It’s one of my all-time favorites. Here’s the 30-second summary, although if you haven’t seen it, you should just go check it out now.

Phil Connors (played perfectly by Bill Murray) is a rude, self-absorbed weatherman from Pittsburgh who gets sent to Punxsutawney to cover the local Groundhog Day festival — a task he considers beneath his skills and abilities. Along for the ride is his producer, played by Andie MacDowell. To his utter dismay, Phil gets caught in a time loop, forced to live the same day over, and over, and over, prevented from fleeing Punxsutawney by a blizzard.

Truth time for Phil. At the beginning of the movie, you can describe him in one simple word — poser. He’s a fake, a phony, and quite the jerk. He wants others to think he’s happy and successful. But he’s not. He’s a jerk; he takes pleasure in making other people feel stupid. He talks about how he’s “probably” leaving his current job because his skills are in demand, but clearly it’s a sham. Phil’s not going anywhere, so he’s content to drag others down with him.

Once he slips into the time loop, Phil finds the perfect opportunity to get the things he’s always wanted. He engages in out-of-control eating, bank robbery, knocking out people that annoy him, and using his new-found powers to pick up girls. Soon, though, the reality of his situation sets in and Phil descends into despair. He commits suicide multiple times, only to find himself back in bed the next morning.

He attempts to pursue a relationship with Rita, his producer, but it’s shallow. She smacks him — and smacks him, and smacks him — when she sees through his sham multiple times and realizes he’s just trying to seduce her.

So how does he escape? What happens? Simply this — Phil changes. After repeating the same drudgery over and over, Phil seems to come to a profound conclusion. Since the actions of daily life seem meaningless and endlessly repetitive, only one thing matters: people.

Phil gets busy serving: he touches hearts with his profound weather report, ice sculpts in a local competition, changes a flat tire for a car-load of little old ladies, catches a boy who falls from a tree, and saves a man’s life who begins to choke in a restaurant. The sham is gone; in everything he does, Phil seems genuinely committed to helping everyone he comes in contact with.

This movie is funny and heartwarming, but it makes me ask a question: if there was something deeply wrong with my view of the world or how I treated people, what would it take to correct it? For how long would God have to pin me down before I was willing to change? We don’t get an exact count of how many times Phil relives Groundhog Day, but it’s clear it’s a LONG time. I may not be caught in a time warp, but how many days have I lived with the same bad habits, attitudes, and beliefs? And what will it take to change?

The lesson Phil learns reminds me of the Biblical parable of the good samaritan. A man who is beaten and left for dead on the side of the road is ignored by three educated and religious individuals who pass by, only to be helped by a man who, culturally, ought to be his worst enemy. Jesus asks the question, “Which of these men was the neighbor to the man who was beaten?” The answer: “The one who had mercy on him.”

I’ve understood the parable’s meaning this way: a Godly “neighbor”  helps those who are within his power to help. Phil understands this, filling his day with service to every peson he encounters. That’s a message worth learning and living.

Do you want a cup or a slap in the eye?

My daughter Madeline

Madeline

My wife has developed the habit of writing down funny things our children say over the years. No matter how much things make us laugh at the time they’re said, we find we don’t remember them later unless we record them.

My middle daughter — Madeline — is now four years old. My wife created a post on our family blog the other day in which she was sharing Madeline’s list of funniest sayings. I came across this gem, offered by Madeline after a less-than-positive interaction with her younger sister, Savannah.

I don’t think Savannah knew I wanted a cup. I think she thought I wanted a slap in the eye.

I got a good laugh from the memory. But Madeline’s statement also made me think. How often have I been unhappy with a part of my life when I haven’t taken the time to clearly define what I wanted — haven’t set expectations, turned my desires into goals, and chosen to pursue what would bring success in a given area? I was jogged along the same line of thinking when I recently saw this quote: If you don’t know what you want, you render yourself incapable of being fulfilled.

So true. It’s easy to drift through life with only vague impressions of the type of person we want to be and the results we hope to achieve. We feel disappointed when our days and weeks don’t turn out the way we want. And too often, when facing discouragement, we do the most terrible thing — we lower our standards.

We redefine a lousy day or a lingering wound. “It wasn’t really that bad. No big deal. Nothing to get upset about. It didn’t really bother me all that much.”

Soon, we’ve shut down a part of our heart that we desperately need alive. Desire is the strongest force in your life to bring about change. Don’t push it down. Listen to it; learn from it; write it down.

Here’s a simple exercise that can have a huge impact. Tonight, just before you go to bed, get out a notebook and tell life what you want. Write down a dozen goals or dreams you desire to see fulfilled in the near future. Think through what each one would mean to you. Then go to sleep. When you get up the next morning, take 3 minutes to read through your goals before starting your day.

Repeat this evening/morning habit each day for two weeks and see how it affects your thinking, your attitude, and the progress toward your goals. It’s a tiny step that can make a huge difference. And it’s certainly better than a slap in the eye.

A Monday morning conversation that never took place

Monday morning, 8:12, a poorly-lit cubicle in corporate America


Jones!

Uh…Yeah?

What are you doing? What, is that Facebook?

Oh!  Geez…Mr. Stevens…sir.  I didn’t expect you, sir. I’m sorry.

Look, we need to talk. Do you have a minute? Of couse you’ve got a minute.

I’m really sorry, sir.  I was just gonna get started.  I didn’t think you–

Forget about it, OK. Now listen.  I’ve been thinking about you. I know you don’t like your job here.

Huh? What makes you say that. I like it fine.

What do you like about it?

Well…uh…I really like…the work…and, you know…the people…and it’s a tough market to be looking for–

Jones, get real! Look around you. You work in a shabby little cubicle. The lighting is terrible, your computer is slower than my phone.  And that! Is that the coffee they brew you guys down here?

Uh, yeah..from the breakroom.

Let me have a sip of that.

Uhh…

Ugh!  That’s terrible! Tastes like someone ground up cigarettes in it. How do you drink this stuff? Up on the top floor we have fresh coffee from Bolivia ground every morning. It’s the best coffee I’ve ever had. There’s a barista on duty all day; I can have a latte brought to my desk in five minutes.  Did you know that?

No, sir, I didn’t. But it does make me wonder why you wanted some of mine.

Well look, today, we’re cutting you loose. You’re free to–

But Mr. Stevens, I NEED this job.

No, not that kind of cutting you loose. You’re free to do what you want around here now. Use those ideas of yours. Shake things up?

What are you talking about?

You! We think you’ve got some incredible ideas that can really change how we do business. We’ve noticed you…the entire executive staff has. We’ve been reading your stuff on Twitter. We’ve gotten word of all the things you’ve been telling Jerry over in accounting about how screwed up this place is?

I never said “screwed up”!

You don’t have to. It is screwed up. And you’re the person we need. So look, get out of this God-forsaken cubicle before I have to kick the walls over! We’ve just set you up with one of the newly-remodeled offices. The corner one, two doors down from me. Nameplate’s already there. Not that you have to spend much time there?

Why?

Well, you can come and go as you please. Use it, don’t use it. I don’t care. Your schedule is yours. Just make some stuff happen. You are full of great potential; you can change this place for ever.

And…exactly what do you want me to do. Do I have a title.

We’ll figure out your title once you’ve found out what you’re most drawn to. For now, we’ll just quadruple your salary…plus bonuses of course. And the other perks. Just find what you’re passionate about around here and make it happen. Sales, research, customer service…whatever. Just be you and we know we’ll be getting a top new executive.

Mr. Stevens, let me tell you. You’ve caught me a little off guard here. You know who I am right. Bobby Jones. I fixed your computer that one time. I’m in level one desktop support.

Not anymore! Look, I’ve gotta run. Grab anything you want out of your drawers and stick it in the new office. Key’s on your desk. I’ll bump into you soon. Now GO for it! You’re free! Make it happen.


Of course, it’s not going to happen. Got ideas? Got dreams? It comes down to you. Speak out, speak up, think clearly, execute constantly. Serve people, ask questions, find answers, solve problems.

Get noticed, then make a difference. Business operates the way it does because there’s an oversupply of people who will surrender their dreams, ideals, and passions for a paycheck and the illusion of security. Don’t be that guy. Don’t be that girl. You can do great work.