Archive Review: Close Encounters of the Third Kind (1977)

After “Jaws” launched him toward eternal fame in 1975, Steven Spielberg’s follow-up film would tackle a bigger cultural phenomenon: UFOs. “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” was only the beginning of the director/producer’s love affair with the possibility of life on other planets and the first to capture the magnitude of what first contact would be like with aliens in the era of emerging special effects.

But let’s take a look at a film released just before it, in the same year (1977) in fact. A little film called “Star Wars.” More than 30 years later it might not be fair to compare to the two, but the truth is that one film was about producing a big-budget cash-eating spectacle while the other was fulfilling the dream of a filmmaker to tell an amazing story in a world never before imagined. “Star Wars” has heart and “Close Encounters” has nothing but our attention.

It’s hard to knock a film made before I was born in an era where I can’t appreciate it for what it was at the time, but there are a lot of fundamental storytelling principles simply left out of this story that one cannot overlook. Visual effects, cinematography and Spielberg’s knack for crafting great cinematic moments aren’t enough to cover up barely existent character motivation.

I’ve read that Spielberg has regrets about the ending of this film, that his main character, Roy (Richard Dreyfuss), wouldn’t make the choice he makes in the end. I have to agree — and it’s symptomatic of his entire film. Roy is a normal suburban Indiana family man who we don’t know much about. Then his truck stalls and he has a close encounter with some kind of UFO. Suddenly he’s a madman, being haunted by images of a mesa, ruining his familial relationships. He’s driven as if by some other force to go all the way to Wyoming to figure out what it’s all about.

Spielberg has us at that last bit of figuring out what it’s all about. Roy, on the other hand, and the mother of a child who was “abducted” (Melinda Dillon) are just inexplicably possessed and driven to madness by a vision of a mesa. Roy going crazy and throwing dirt into his kitchen window or randomly sitting in the tub with the shower on for hours keeps our attention, but there’s little sympathy going on because we really have no idea who he is. The ending scene of the film is much the same way. It’s this drawn out scene of VFX spectacle and flashing lights and John Williams music but it’s only a climax in that awing sense and in finally delivering what the film has been hiding from us the whole time. It is not a climax of great character realization (or at least epiphany that makes sense). It can be completely basic, like Luke Skywalker trusting the force, believing in his destiny and then becoming victorious, but it still has to be there and resonate with us in some way.

I certainly recognize some of the brilliant scene work Spielberg does throughout parts of the beginning and the latter half of the film, but there’s a reason this is not a classic for all generations: great movies, especially sci-fi films, tell stories that transcend bad special effects or any other inhibitors and “Close Encounters” is about making a suspenseful film, not telling a deeply human story.

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3/5 Stars

Close Encounters of the Third Kind (1977)
Written and Directed by Steven Spielberg
Starring Richard Dreyfus, Teri Garr, Francois Truffaut