I like to consider myself cinematically sophisticated. I’ll refuse to speak to people who haven’t seen certain masterpieces I regard as de rigeur for any intelligent adult. And yet I’d never seen The Big Lebowski. So when the Appeal and VidSF asked “The Beths” to cover the Lebowski Fest, I agreed, hoping I wouldn’t have to actually sit on someone’s bean bag, take a bong hit and watch this thing.
As my friend and fellow Coen Brothers snob Brock said to me, “Beth, we are Fargo people!”
But as I revealed my Friday night plans, it became clear to me a viewing was in order. I couldn’t go all the way to a bowling alley in Daly City and not know what the whole party was about. So mere hours before I had to be there, I borrowed a DVD and watched The Big Lebowski.
Apparently this film is impossible to understand unless one had viewed it 3 or more times. Eh, I got the gist and got to Daly City. And I have to admit, as much as the thought of rented shoes and vodka ruined with non-dairy creamer disagrees with me, I had a really good time.
Please enjoy.
