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Russell Wilson’s Bird

By Steven Pressfield | Published: December 9, 2015

 

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This is gonna be a different kind of post today. I want to talk about a TV commercial.

Russell Wilson of the Seattle Seahawks

Russell Wilson of the Seattle Seahawks

Why?

First, because this 30-second spot is in my opinion a legitimate work of art. I’ll go so far as to say it’s outstanding art.

Second, because this commercial (it’s really a mini-movie) is a brilliant depiction of the Artist’s Inner World. It doesn’t intend to be, but it is. It’s your world and it’s mine. That’s why I want to examine it in this post.

First, here’s the commercial:

 

 

One point before we go further: I don’t care about the fact that this piece of film is trying to sell Bose headphones. That aspect works the least well. Forget about it. We’ll focus only on the mini-movie that comprises the first twenty-three seconds.

Let’s break it down like we would a movie or a novel:

  1. Protagonist.

The hero of the piece is Russell Wilson.

Russell Wilson is the real-life quarterback of the Seattle Seahawks. He led his team to a Superbowl victory two years ago and would have repeated last year except for a final-second interception.

Russell Wilson is a winner. An article in Fanpost made the case that his first three years are the best in NFL history. But Russell Wilson is a very specific type of winner. Russell Wilson was overlooked coming out of college in the 2012 NFL draft. He was picked in the third round, 75th overall. That is late late late. Five other quarterbacks were drafted ahead of him.

The rap on Russell Wilson was that he was not tall enough to succeed in professional football. At 5’11” (most of today’s QBs are 6’3″ minimum with 6’5″ being the ideal height that teams want), how could he see and throw over towering opposing linemen?

But Russell Wilson had big intangibles. He had guts. He had brains, he had passion. And he had a tremendous mental toughness, work ethic and belief in himself.

What separates Russell Wilson from the competition is what goes on in his head. His inner dialogue. He’s a samurai. He’s Musashi Miyamoto. He’s the warrior athlete par excellence.

These aspects of Russell Wilson’s persona are crucial to what makes this mini-movie work. And they’re why, in my mind, Russell Wilson is the avatar of the Artist.

Okay, that’s our hero.

  1. Narrative device.

The voice and point of view of this commercial belong to the other on-screen actor, played by the Seattle rapper Macklemore. (We don’t have to know it’s Macklemore for this film to work; in fact I didn’t know it when I first saw it.) This character speaks all the dialogue except the final line.

Trickster: "Look at that bad man getting' his smoothie on."

Trickster: “Look at that bad man getting’ his smoothie on.”

The character played by Macklemore does not exist in the material dimension. He’s some kind of metaphysical apparition, like the Nicolas Cage character in City of Angels or Patrick Swayze in Ghost. We know this because he appears out of nowhere at the movie’s start and vanishes in a single frame 7/8ths of the way through.

The character is what we might call the Archetypal Trickster.

He’s a witness. He looks on. He sees and he comments.

What does he see?

He sees inside Russell Wilson’s head.

His commentary is a zany, wry appraisal of the aura-reality (hang in there with me) of the scene and of the interior self-talk of Russell Wilson.

  1. Setting.

Seattle. A Seattle of the mind. Russell Wilson plays football for Seattle. Macklemore is an ominpresent artist/musician in Seattle.

The setting is Seattle technically but it could be anywhere. Metaphorically it’s the Land of Winners.

  1. Act One. (Hook).

Can we really have three acts in twenty-three seconds of film? Absolutely. And they follow the exact Shawn Coyne/Story Grid pattern of Hook, Build, Payoff.

Act One begins with Russell Wilson in his kitchen, crossing to the fridge. He opens the door, takes out some kind of food container, and turns back out of frame. But as the refrigerator door closes behind him, the film does a “reveal.”

Behind the door (and apparently invisible to Russell Wilson) stands Macklemore, wearing a leather jacket and chains. He’s leaning coolly against the wall, observing.

 

TRICKSTER

There he is. Look at that bad man gettin’ his smoothie on.

 

At this point, I’m hooked.

  1. Act Two. (Build.)

Cut to the swimming pool outside the house.

Russell Wilson, in the same shorts and Seattle Seahawks T-shirt he was wearing in the kitchen, is now sitting beside the pool with his feet dangling in the water. He’s alone. His focus is entirely internal. Intention and intensity seem to radiate off him. Our sense is that he’s psyching himself up for the next (and immediately impending) football game.

Standing chest-deep in the pool, about twenty feet away and outside the direct sight line of Russell Wilson is Macklemore, wearing his same leather jacket and chains (and apparently invisible to Russell Wilson). We are certain now that Macklemore is some kind of spirit or supernatural being.

 

TRICKSTER

Bad man gettin’ his feet wet!

Who’s that bad man gettin’ his feet wet?

 

The next shot is closer on Macklemore. Russell Wilson is out-of-frame now. The camera is tight enough on the Trickster to let us see the wry glint in his eye and feel the playful knowingness in his tone. We realize that, glib as he may seem, he is articulating some kind of occult, esoteric truth.

 

TRICKSTER

(indicates surroundings)

This is Russell Wilson country. And this …

(sniffs)

Russell Wilson air.

"And this … this is Russell Wilson's air."

“And this? Russell Wilson air.”

 

A fleeting form passes overhead.

 

TRICKSTER

You see that?

 

The Trickster points. The camera follows. A bird lights on a fountain across the pool from where Russell Wilson is sitting.

 

TRICKSTER

Whose bird is that?

 

  1. Act Three. (Payoff.)

Russell Wilson sees the bird too. (Somehow a set of Bose headphones has materialized over Russell Wilson’s ears.)

 

RUSSELL WILSON

(still deep in his own inner world)

That’s Russell Wilson’s bird.

 

The camera angle now includes Russell Wilson, still sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet dangling in the water—and Macklemore, still standing chest-deep in the pool about twenty feet away.

Macklemore vanishes.

Russell Wilson’s head continues to bob rhythmically, apparently to the music he’s hearing through his headphones (or, more exactly, to his own interior dialogue as he psychs himself up for a coming game.)

  1. Theme.

What is this 23-second movie about?

It’s about the psychic gravitational field set up by an individual’s interior focus, intention, and will.

Russell Wilson is that individual. We don’t (and can’t) know what specific thoughts are going through his head. But through the Trickster’s commentary and our own observation and intuition we can acquire a rough idea.

One, he is a “bad man.” Meaning effective, powerful … a dangerous dude to go up against.

Two, his intention is clearly on some performance he must give in the immediate future. A football game almost certainly. He is turning up the interior juice, psyching himself to play at a level of will and intensity that will produce victory.

Why do I say that Russell Wilson (or at least “Russell Wilson” as depicted in this 23-second movie) is the avatar of the Artist?

Because the mindset he demonstrates is exactly the one that you and I want for ourselves.

And because the effect it produces is precisely what you and I are aiming for as we prepare ourselves to work.

I’m speaking of the psychic gravitational field.

True, the commercial (and the Trickster) are spoofing this and themselves. They get the joke. The film is knowing and wry. The filmmakers see how irrational and woo-woo this stuff appears.

But at the same time they are depicting reality—the reality you and I as artists inhabit every day, just as athletes and warriors and theoretical physicists do—and they know it.

Is that bird really “Russell Wilson’s bird?” Preposterous, right? That bird has no clue who Russell Wilson is and couldn’t care less if he did.

And yet …

And yet, if we believe that animals, particularly wild creatures, are tuned in directly to the Divine Ground, to instinct, to intuition, to vibrational fields such as birds and butterflies navigate by or human emotional fields that dogs can feel and sense, then who’s to say that that free bird, flying by, didn’t on some level pick up the vibes of focus, intention, dedication (and of purity) radiating from Russell Wilson—and decide that he wanted to bask in their aura for a moment, just like he would in a cheerful pocket of sunshine?

Who is that bird?

That bird is your novel. It’s your dissertation, it’s your TED talk, it’s the plans for your new startup.

You drew that bird to you by the psychic gravitational field you set up, powered by your will, your intention, your focus, and your dedication.

The Trickster speaks in jests and riddles, but only because he speaks the truth.

That isn’t just Russell Wilson’s bird.

It’s yours.

 

 

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20 Responses to “Russell Wilson’s Bird”

  1. December 9, 2015 at 6:39 am

    OMG. I complain to my wife that my birds stick their nasty feet in the birdbath water. That my squirrels won’t stay off the back porch. That my crickets gather outside the bedroom window to keep me awake. She thinks I’m a tedious old coot. Maybe. Or maybe I’m tedious old coot who’s got his psychic gravitational field right.

  2. R.F. Kacy
    December 9, 2015 at 7:07 am

    I loved your deconstruction of the commercial. I just wished that I had been able to see through the surface!

  3. December 9, 2015 at 7:15 am

    Wow!

    Just when I think you can’t expand my consciousness further through these Writing Wednesdays blogs, I wake up to this one!

    This has just become my favorite!

    Brilliant analysis. Practical. Mystical.

    I had not seen this commercial and if I did, I might have missed its nuances.

    Who’da thunk you could imbed three acts into 23-seconds?

    I’ve posted this blog on Facebook and Twitter.

    Thanks for the mind expansion, Steve!

  4. December 9, 2015 at 7:20 am

    I live in Tacoma. Macklemore is right. This is Russell Wilson country. This is Russell Wilson air. He and Pete Carroll own 3 area codes and 7 million people.

    I had a different interpretation when I saw the ad. I see Russell Wilson as everything you wrote, but an authentic guy that is now trying to keep his cool in the midst of an $87 million contract. To be true to himself when we all want to say it is his air, his city, his bird.

    I saw the commercial as Macklemore as Resistance, trying to egg Wilson into thinking he’s all that and a bag of chips–Bad Man owns the world. The danger in that thinking is that if Wilson drinks it all in, he’ll lose his edge, his humility, his authenticity.

    I saw it as the Bose speakers finally putting a lid on Mackelemore’s mouth.

    After reading the post, and watching the commercial again, I think you’re correct.

    Obviously my interpretation sheds more light into the type of resistance I fight–ego telling me I’m too good or no good. Resistance doesn’t want me to believe that I’m simply another human being in the fight with everyone else–I have to be superior or worthless.

    Both Mack and Wilson are Seattle icons. Mack wrote that beautiful song ‘Same Love’ during the election season when gay marriage was on the ballet. They are both ballsy winners.
    bsn

    • Sonja
      December 9, 2015 at 11:59 am

      I liked your comment, Brian. Thanks for the input.

      • December 9, 2015 at 3:05 pm

        Me too. Very interesting. Great art can be interpreted in many ways, dudes!

    • December 10, 2015 at 6:35 am

      “I have to be superior or worthless”

      **brilliant observation!**

    • December 10, 2015 at 10:42 pm

      Great art inspires & invites us to look upon its creator as heroic. So Russell Wilson here is seen as a ‘Romantic’ Byronic hero. Modernism trashes this hero mythology and we’re all the poorer for it. Incidentally, the Left despises the idea of the hero. Why do you see acknowledging Russell Wilson’s excellence as destructive, why can’t the artist as hero be a positive thing, with a deeper cultural authenticity that resonates for people? Isn’t your ‘resistance’ expressing itself in precisely the objection to this you’ve chosen, that by writing you’re turning yourself into an inauthentic ‘celebrity’ etc? Resistance (self-doubt) will use whatever resonates best for you.

  5. Mary Doyle
    December 9, 2015 at 7:35 am

    You just blew this old hippie’s mind (again)! Thanks for a fantastic post – I’d never seen this commercial, but even if I had, I wouldn’t have pulled out of it what you did. Bravo!

  6. Nicole Caron
    December 9, 2015 at 8:05 am

    Wow. This is one of the most powerful, succinct, energetic analyses of a piece of art (and I do see this commercial as art) I’ve ever read. I’ve seen this commercial at least 10 times this season. Steve, your analysis shows me how to enjoy it an entirely different level. I’m going to share this post with my writing students (first-year composition) to demonstrate 1) what strong writing looks like and 2) reinforce the importance of creating a focused mindset (I teach at an art college, and the students can often use help with the art and craft of focusing). Thanks for such a beautiful and thought-provoking piece.

  7. December 9, 2015 at 8:15 am

    Good stuff.

  8. December 9, 2015 at 8:32 am

    Inspirational. The best in a while. Thank you.

  9. December 9, 2015 at 9:24 am

    Good Grief!! Watching the extraordinary video and merging it with YOUR written commentary is like bringing together chocolate and peanut butter for an amazing treat. Thanks Steven for your inspirational essay.

  10. December 9, 2015 at 10:05 am

    Only you could have seen the artistry, or the artistic structure, in such a commercial. An interesting commentary on the need for focus and intentionality – something we all have to work on.

  11. Dave Newton
    December 9, 2015 at 10:19 am

    Word, Steven.

    • Bruce Andis
      December 9, 2015 at 1:23 pm

      Ditto.

  12. Sonja
    December 9, 2015 at 10:54 am

    Oh man! This is one bad-ass analysis!

    And I am now a new Russell Wilson and Macklemore fan!

    Thank you! Time to go catch my bird!

  13. December 9, 2015 at 5:08 pm

    Steven-
    Art has always co-existed with business. In fact, I think some of the best stuff on television is the 30-second commercial.

    When it’s really working, the writer, art director, director and editor are forced to condense time and space down to its essence and come out on the other side with something beautiful or thrilling or shocking…but always, always something memorable.
    Oh…and it had better persuade the viewer to buy something.

    In today’s Writing Wednesday, you lifted the deconstruction of a commercial to an art form of its own. Thank you.

  14. Donna
    December 10, 2015 at 4:29 am

    Thank you for your awesome post. It really demystifies.

  15. Jodhi Nin
    December 10, 2015 at 8:01 am

    I’ll ride $10 on the fact that Russell Wilson is on Steven’s Fantasy Football Team.