Well, I saw the [
The Big Blue] movie, I dunno, when I was 12 or 13 or so. Thank god I managed to squirm away from my babysitter's hand over my face when Barr and Arquette started banging the old headboard. Besides that, I really didn't pick up the whole romance thing, as simming and constructing legos were my two loves.
During the movie, I thought to myself "Why doesn't she take the hint that she should like dolphins more?"....a 12-year-old's reasoning, I know, but I still think that when I see the movie.
I just bought it [
The Big Blue] recently, watched it once, and now it resides neatly in my small vault of misfit media.
To agree with Amphibious and Mark in this matter....To some extent, I'm not really inclined to suggest anyone watching it who's seriously intrested in acquiring knowledge pertaining to freediving, Jaques, Enzo, or learning how to lie to your boss in order to stalk a freediver you met while appraising the loss of a snowmobile in the Andes (or whatever it was).
I also have to agree with Erik. It's what got me interested in staying underwater like a dolphin-wanna-be at an early age. It's just a shame that just recently I found out the sport was alive and kicking, thanks do Deeperblue's wonderful community. I would say
The Big Blue is an influential movie, on a personal basis. Like I'd mentioned earlier, I saw it on Amazon, while looking up Jaques Mayol on Google (I never remembered that Besson took his name for Barr's character....c'mon...I was 12 during the last viewing), and bought it to remenisce. Like I had also mentioned,
beautiful cinematography with a matching ambient musical score (slightly dated, I know, with late 80's Roland and Oberheim keybords with a
world music flair, but nice none-the-less). Science and psychological data can probably prove that I haven't matured much since the age of 12....but why all that romantic crap. Arquette may go all night like a rabbit. But
JEEZ!, just cause
you lose
your job over a gamble
you made on a man you don't know...doesn't mean
you have to hang on like a
barnacle and disturb
his breath-ups, heh-heh.
Her character was like a bum that tries to wash your windsheild after you told him not to, then in a desperate attempt to win your attention, keeps wiping his dirty rag on your car, running with your car as you pull away, still hoping for a quarter.
However, it's the only thing on DVD, filmed with beautiful cinematography that shows
ELEMENTS of freediving. When people at the pool swim lanes ask why you're doing four laps underwater on one breath, or dead-manning at the bottom of the pool, you try to sum up different descriptions of freediving and encompassing sports. When all else fails after they scratch their head, looking slightly mentally challenged with those little swim goggles on, you tend to say "Have you ever seen the 80's movie,
The Big Blue, by anychance?"
Granted no-one
I know has, or at
least remembered having seen it, but when interest is shown, I tell them to check out the dive scenes in the middle of the movie...
...and, of course, maybe some Barr-on-Arquette ack-shaawwwn!