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This is not Nam. This is bowling. There are rules.

13 October 2008

Quick note before the real entry: On October 10, I went back into the archives to see what I’d said about “RIN TEN TEN”…because I wrote down “10.10.08” at some point during my workday and smiled, realizing I had almost let the whole workday go by without celebrating this tiny holiday of my nerd-dom. So I visited October 10, 2007, and was shocked to discover what a prolific little blogger I was then (and have not been lately…). And let’s not even talk about prolific running or lack thereof…

Well, get ready readers. I’ve got 53 days and counting until Big Race #2, and a long list of things to tell you about, and am about to get started…

Two weeks ago the Palace’s Midnight Movie Madness movie was The Big Lebowski.  I went to see it, appropriately, with a group of boys.  See, this movie has been a big deal to many boys in my life. And I always got that I was supposed to get it…

it’s the coen brothers. it’s a cult classic. it’s quotable. enjoy it.

The first time I watched it was with my older brother, right before I went to college. He wanted to teach me about alcohol, so I wouldn’t walk into to Drury as naively as I’d walked out of Sparta (was such a good kid in high school).  We had white russians, of course (though i mostly nursed wine coolers. ah, youth…)

I didn’t remember much about the movie afterwards…no, not from the alcohol. I think my mind wasn’t quite ready for The Big Lebowski. I just hadn’t seen many movies like that yet. You’ve Got Mail? easily 20 times. Pulp Fiction? that was still a few years to come.

I’ve seen it again a couple of times since that first viewing, most recently on the plane ride back from Italy. (British Airways has bomb-ass individual movie screens and good selection.)  I laughed out loud so much that a nice older lady down the row asked what I’d watched that was so funny…

So this brings us to last Friday.  I’ll say it:  it was magical.

Something about seeing it on the big screen. The experience of experiencing it in a room full of excited fans, and imagining seeing it for the first time that way.  It was so unlike anything else being done then. From the opening bowling montage I was along for the ride. I am not afraid to admit I got a little goosebumpy. 

I get it now.
There’s multiple levels of stuff to love. Underdog story, friendship (dare I call it “bromance”? I don’t even like that term, but I think this was bromance before bromance was cool…), deliciously crafted dialogue, twisted caper plot. I suppose for the boys there’s guns and drinking and porn. But I dunno.   It doesn’t seem right to try to boil it down to any explanation.

That would be the opposite of Dudeness.

A recent Rolling Stone had a great section on Big Lebowski turning 10.  Check it out.  And if you ever get the chance to see it on the big screen, shoosh.  Do it.

One Comment leave one →
  1. kris permalink
    14 October 2008 11:11 am

    Nihilists! Fuck me. I mean, say what you like about the tenets of National Socialism, Dude, at least it’s an ethos. Sigh. Makes me think of Nathan.

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