Under normal circumstances,
Good Will Hunting, released 20 years ago this week, would be taking a victory lap. The 1997 Gus Vant Sant film saw Robin Williams earn his only Oscar win and made Matt Damon and Ben Affleck household names (while netting each of them a screenwriting Oscar, too). The coming of age film
seemed like a classic.
Twenty years ago, "Boston" as a genre of entertainment was a relatively unique idea,
Cheers notwithstanding. At the time, we were still the underdogs, known, if for anything besides history, for being a hard-scrabble city of lovable losers, defined by the failure of our sports teams rather than the largesse of their victories as we are now. Let me put it this way: You didn't hate Boston in 1997. Today, you do. It was a thrill to see that city reflected onscreen for the first time, to have your provincial identity reflected back at you. Especially for a suburban kid who was desperate to begin the part of his life defined by living in Boston. Never mind that it was a simulacrum. When you see yourself being seen for the first time, even if through a filter, it's a hell of a drug.
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