Ask someone about Chris Elliott and you’ll get one of two responses: “That guy’s a genius who never got his due!” or “Who’s Chris Elliott?” Such are the vicissitudes of unappreciated brilliance, and it’s no wonder his film, Cabin Boy, which opened 15 years ago this week, failed to ignite the box office.

Elliott’s father was Bob Elliott, of the successful Bob & Ray comedy team that was active from the 1940s-’70s, so he had comedy in his genes. He first came to prominence (such as it was) as a writer and performer in the early, freewheeling days of Late Night with David Letterman, appearing as such peculiar characters as The Guy Under the Seats. He was also Dave’s go-to guy if a skit required someone to eat dog food.

Elliott got his own sitcom, Get a Life!, on the fledgling Fox network in 1990, starring as a 30-year-old man-child who lives with his parents and works as a paperboy. The show, a surreal mind trip, lasted 35 episodes; to give you an idea of how bizarre it was, I’ll point out that Elliott’s character dies in 12 of them, always returning the following week good as new. Charlie Kaufman and Bob Odenkirk, both later renowned for their own strange comic sensibilities, were writers on the show.

Given this background, Elliott cannot have been surprised by Cabin Boy‘s reception. Written by Elliott and his longtime collaborator Adam Resnick, the film is about a contemptuous and condescending rich kid (or “fancy lad,” in the movie’s terminology) named Nathaniel Mayweather who accidentally winds up on a fishing boat instead of a cruise ship and must contend with the vulgar crew members and inhospitable conditions. The basic elements of that scenario — arrogant person learns humility when he’s thrust into unfamiliar circumstances — are common movie fodder, and the specifics are similar to Rudyard Kipling’s novel Captains Courageous. But Cabin Boy (which was produced by Tim Burton) turns it into a weird fantasy: The boat’s figurehead is alive; a shark-man befriends Nathaniel; and the climax involves a giant who is furious because Nathaniel slept with his six-armed wife.

More notably, the character of Nathaniel never actually learns anything, which is typical of Elliott’s creations over the years. The salty sea dogs on the boat come to like him in the end (after he saves their lives), but Nathaniel doesn’t acknowledge or apologize for his previous snobby behavior, and there’s no reason to think the experience has changed him.

This goes against everything we’ve come to expect from fiction. A protagonist is supposed to learn from his misfortunes; when he doesn’t, the tragedy of this failure is supposed to be our take-home message. But Elliott and Resnick favor dark, emotionally hollow comedy (Resnick would later write Death to Smoochy), the likes of which we’ve since seen on Seinfeld and It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Many writers find it liberating to pursue this path because they get to focus on the laughs without being hindered by questions of taste, characterization or stylistic conventions. When you have to end every episode of your sitcom with two minutes of learning, summing up, and hugging … well, that’s two minutes you could have spent making jokes.

Perhaps because of its off-putting main character and often bewildering sense of humor, the few critics who bothered to review Cabin Boy were divided on it. Variety called it “obnoxious, snide and pointless” and said that Elliott “either can’t act or seems unwilling to try.” Both observations would probably make Elliott say, “Yes, that’s right, I’m glad you understood what I was going for,” but Variety obviously didn’t mean them as compliments. Audiences more or less ignored the film altogether (it made $3.7 million at the box office), and it became one of those either-you-get-it-or-you-don’t movies, though even among those of us who “get it” there are complaints about its unevenness.

After 15 years, the film’s most noteworthy attribute is that it features a cameo by David Letterman as an old salt in a fishing village who thinks Nathaniel is a girl and tries to sell him a stuffed monkey. Letterman’s film appearances even as himself are rare, and instances where he actually plays a character are almost unheard of. Obviously he was fond of his old Late Night buddy. The Letterman influence — or perhaps a reflection of how Elliott and Resnick shaped Letterman’s persona when they were writing for him — can be seen in Cabin Boy‘s fascination with the name Kenny and the word “kitty,” which longtime followers will recognize as Letterman staples.

Cabin Boy didn’t do much for Elliott’s career. Eight months later, he joined the cast of Saturday Night Live for a one-season stint in what many consider the show’s most disastrous year. He was miserable the whole time, stuck in a too-large cast and getting very little airtime on a show that was a poor fit for his unconventional style of humor. His daughter, Abby Elliott, joined SNL in November 2008; ominously, as of this writing, she has appeared in four episodes and still hasn’t played more than a nameless supporting character in someone else’s sketch. Perhaps she, like her dad, will be relegated to the fringes of comedy history, zealously admired by some, loathed by others and ignored by everyone else.

FROM THE TIME CAPSULE: When Cabin Boy was released, 15 years ago this week, on Jan. 7, 1994 …

• The only other new release was Kevin Bacon‘s lame basketball comedy The Air Up There, which opened in fifth place. Cabin Boy, on one-third as many screens, opened in 13th place. In the top spots were Mrs. Doubtfire, The Pelican Brief and Tombstone, all of them holdovers from the holiday season.
• The most popular shows on TV were Home Improvement, 60 Minutes, Seinfeld and Roseanne.
• Green Day’s first album, Dookie, was about to, um, drop. The top song on the Billboard Hot 100 chart was Mariah Carey’s “Hero,” soon to be followed (for three weeks) by “All for Love” by Bryan Adams, Rod Stewart and Sting. Sounds like Green Day came along just in time.
• Most of the books on the New York Times best seller list had been there for months, including The Bridges of Madison County, The Client and Like Water for Chocolate. Meanwhile on the nonfiction list, the top three books were by Rush Limbaugh, Howard Stern and Jerry Seinfeld.
• The Tonya Harding/Nancy Kerrigan rivalry had reached its peak the day before, when Harding had a goon smash Kerrigan in the leg. The deadly Northridge Earthquake, in L.A.’s San Fernando Valley, was 10 days away. On Jan. 1, the North American Free Trade Agreement (NAFTA) went into effect.
• Actor Cesar Romero and politician Tip O’Neill had recently died. At the other side of the circle of life, Dakota Fanning had about six weeks left to gestate before being unleashed on the world.

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