The Making of “My Octopus Teacher“
seachangeproject.exposure.co
seachangeproject.exposure.co
I didn’t have an octopus teacher, but the ocean brought so much light to my life in such unexpected ways. It physically and metaphorically swallowed me up.
To hear and see another person describe that, the feelings, the visuals of the forests of kelp. In a way I feel as though the ocean saved some part of me, but that almost seemed silly. Then suddenly no, someone to share that with. It somehow made my love and incredible experiences even more real.
Free diving is one of the most peaceful and fulfilling things I’ve ever experienced. It has changed so many things about myself and the way I live.
Someone else mentioned it was an indulgent documentary, and I agree I guess. I also think that’s kind of inevitable - the experience of immersing yourself in such an engaging, in a sense isolating, peaceful place is quite indulgent on its own. The story is largely focused on a single person doing this thing. But it’s beautiful nonetheless. I really loved it and felt it was a story well worth telling.
There’s something about the life in the ocean being so foreign and strange, yet so vital, familiar, and oddly comfortable to be in and around. Some dives I wish I could just stay forever - like that’s where I belong. Nothing can describe the deep realization that the earth is absolutely covered in stunning beauty, so much of it unseen. The story of this octopus to me is like a shining sliver of that. Just a brief but stunning glimpse of something incredible that you’d otherwise never have considered.
(If Black Panther can get a nomination, and this can't, I will consider the Academy a truly dead institution.)
In regards to creativity, the acts of exploration and cartography the guy undertakes are about as "creative" as it comes. And with regards to plot, I find it pretty incredible that the whole plot was cogent, given that about half of it was written by an octopus. As they say, the truth is stranger than fiction.
No one knows what the other nominees would be, I'm just saying this deserves to be one of them, and would also be deserving of a win.
There were so many other ways this story could have turned out - I'm happy that it turned out this way!
The filmmaker is incredibly ambitious, much like a lot of the startup founders we see here in the Valley.
He constantly held himself to such a high standard he eventually burnt out. But it’s this tenacity and drive that made the film possible. Diving daily for a year in frigid waters while doing excellent filmography, and then later stitching the story together into an mesmerizing narrative.
Much respect for this man.
Someone on twitter called it "My octopus typing teacher" just a few days ago. I didn't realize it was a reference to a documentary.
This is just regular old pop culture permeation, but I can't help but have that weird baader-meinhof paranoid feeling.
I love being underwater. I can't freedive like him, so I mostly scuba dived. Something about being swallowed by the sea, and having everything forced to slow down (your breathing, your motion, etc) is incredibly therapeutic. It is otherworldly.
I highly doubt that’s what actually happened but that’s essentially the first 10-15 minutes of the documentary and really took me out from the main portion, which was the friendship being formed. Then I couldn’t stop thinking whenever I saw this- the octopus is dealing with her life all day, risking life and limb, and in her periphery is a guy who is escaping his everyday life and making someone else deal with it.
All of that also made me question the entire narrative of the friendship with the octopus. I'm sure it's possible, but it's also easy to edit things to fit a narrative if you're a documentary film maker. I'm probably just being cynical though...
I dunno. I just couldn’t empathize with the guy.
Despite that, the story of the octopus was incredible. If they had cut out 100% of the autobiography, I think I’d have enjoyed it more.
That said, I found it a bit surprising that in his small window of time down there he managed to be at quite a few critical events in the octopus' life.
He worked up to spending as long as 2 hours in the water on good days[0]:
"[I]f I've had a bad day or I haven't slept well or I've had an injury, I go in the water and it's very difficult for me to thermoregulate. If I've had a great day, I've slept well, I'm feeling strong, I can stay in for a very long time, up to two hours. But if I'm compromised mentally, I can sometimes be cold within 20 minutes."
[0] https://www.npr.org/2020/10/15/923915545/filmmaker-finds-an-...
It's HN's god of the gaps. Except god, it's some awful, unredeemable character trait that someone else must have that explains the bit that we see.
Let's even assume for a second you're right. He saddled his wife with everything while he stalked a common octopus. Now let's assume he's honest in the movie and he indeed came to understand his place in life and became a better dad and husband than he would have ever been. So what?
Someone in this thread calls the movie "wealthy adventure porn", but this thread is aspersion porn. Just like if I decided to lambast you for spending your precious time on this earth judging some guy from the HN comment section instead of being the man that you and your family deserve (to be clear, I think such a judgement is ridiculous).
He admits to not being able to be a good father to his son. No one mentioned bills and groceries - that is not what raising a teenager entails - that's something you added to fit your narrative. It's a simple, specific criticism that is half addressed in the film and for some people not sufficiently resolved.
It's hardly assuming the worst about him.
So, Can I downvote you for assuming the worst about OP? Or for casting aspersion about HN and its "-ism"s?
I think every human being deserves an hour or two to themselves most days if they need it regardless of their other career and life pressures. If you are rearing a child together you need to try to spell your mate to allow them that too.