How do I see Jack? Ouch. This very simple question set me off so bad, I'm afraid this will be a very long reply. But, in my answer, I need to hook up a wild and wooly take on human history, Jack AND Ennis, Heath and Jake, and, yes, the origins of PBS syndrome. The short answer is that I see Jack as REAL, or better said, realistic, and that's why we love him. But now I have to (being Tony) go off on a larger explanation.
We are in the forest, so we can't see the trees. We do not ever wonder much over the pervasiveness of the concept of being "cool", as opposed to being "real". If we are honest, "cool" is the be-all and end-all of whatever is attractive. The highest compliment we can give is to say: that's cool.
But this is fairly new in human history, causes a great deal of theatrical posing, and makes us less real, as human beings.
NOBODY had any concept of being cool over most of our history, at least not to the extremes of modern times. We find the social phenomenon appearing in Russia after one single book- "A Hero of Our Times", which has a soldier becoming a romantic poser, an earlier cynic like Holden Caulfield. In Great Britain, we find "cool" becoming urgently necessary under the foppish George IV. In the song "Yankee Doodle" Americans are mocked for believing themselves to be cool for wearing feathers in their cap and calling it macaroni (cool). In the U.S., cool took off like a rocket with the hippie movement and also the Kennedy Camelot years. Nobody was "cool" in the 1950's.
Yet this all pervasive goal, of being cool, came at the cost of posing, theatricality, and a loss of being....yourself. Cool vs. Real. Jack got his hooks into us by being UN-cool, and therefore...real. Consider these scenes where cool and suave are played down, to enhance "real".
-the sputtering clanky pick-up at the start of the film. Uncool. Not a Porsche. Real.
-goofy talk in the bar, with Ennis. Real.
-unable to ride his horse gracefully (low startle point, warns Ennis). Real.
-drunken singing of "water-walking Jesus". Real.
-FNIT-not smooth, suave, but rather, jerky, clumsy. Very real.
-rebuffed by the clown. Uncool. Unwanted. Real.
And this careful down-playing of "cool", which goes on and on, made for a credibility, to Ennis, who loved him for beng real, and also to us.
We really can't love "cool". As in "A Love Story", with Ali McGraw. That fades away too quickly. This is not to say that elements of "cool" aren't there in the film, as we are so infected with this social revolution in our mind-sets, they had to leave some in. But there was in the film, the unrelenting choice of real over cool, that traces to the works of Annie Proulx, who is a gifted renewer of....the real.
So that's how I see Jack. As real. But in the context of defying literary, social, and film wallowing in..."cool". And, yes, I do see the irony of two of the hippest, coolest young actors deconstructing "cool" and going for real. I would note-Heath Ledger's triumphs, were when he discarded his naturally cool, hip image and went for real, even to the point of looking unattractive.
Finally, I think this is the origin of PBS syndrome. They did it. They dropped theatricality and posing, went for real, succeeded, and playing two "losers", made us believe them and love them. We have that stab in our heart, because they got past our shallow world of "cool", were themselves, and brought us back to where humanity ought to be....moping along, joys and pains, but ever....real.
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