For a little while, at least, it would probably be kind of fun to live the same day over and over with zero consequences. Do whatever the hell you want! Tell all your friends you hated La La Land. Mark yourself as unemployed on LinkedIn. Go absolutely crazy! But, eventually, it would probably get kind of old, waking up every morning and living the same day. You'd lose interest in taking cars for a joy ride, in making your face the background of every device in the Apple Store. You'd want to develop a relationship that lasts longer than 24 hours, to find love, to have the natural flow of time not be reset at midnight.
That's kind of what it's like watching every day of Bill Murray's Groundhog Day simultaneously. You see his changes to the same interactions and surroundings in real time. You see him forget about Ned Ryerson, hug Ned Ryerson, and punch Ned Ryerson simultaneously. You see him learn a little about himself and fall in love with Rita all at once. And, eventually, the novelty wears off, and you just want a regular movie experience that obeys natural continued progress of existence.
And on this day, Groundhog Day, maybe that's something we all need: To take a moment and appreciate the laws of physics that that keep our biological bodies decomposing and interacting within a collective conscious experience.
