This is post 500 in the thread, so what the heck:
The BIg Lebowski (1998) - Dir. Joel & Ethan Coen
It’s the 25th anniversary of the gloriously shaggy dog, inside-out tribute to film noir. Inspired by Chandler’s *The Long Goodbye", we have the form of a classic detective story: A rich, hostile old man, a pretty young wife, a down on his luck 3rd party coincidentally sucked in to the whole mess, kidnappings, the deaths of innocent parties…
Only the whole thing is just a hilarious, incompetent scheme, attempted by idiots and ‘solved’ by sheer happenstance. In the end, no lessons are learned, except that, much like The Dude, it is perhaps best to adopt a truly zen attitude. Be attached to nothing and you need nothing. Sure, the rug tied the room together, but there are other rugs. If you go where the wind blows you, you will always be where you are.
The Coen’s have always had a deep love for film noir and old crime dramas and a strong streak of existentialism. Miller’s Crossing is at least a partial adaptation of The Glass Key. Even their first film, Blood Simple, has all the markings of film noir plot. Lebowski functions as a noir film turned inside out and backwards. Our setting is not the grim night and rainy streets of New York, but the bright, sunny fake-world of Los Angeles. Our hero is not a brilliant detective with a keen mind. He’s a barely functional stoner who has little interest in anything outside his immediate interests. Each time The Dude attempts to take action and to change the course of events, it goes badly for him. Listening to Walter convinces him to visit Big Lewbowski. That leads to them involving him in the kidnapping. The single time The Dude attempts to do something remotely clever, using pencil rubbing to try and see what Jackie Treehorn was writing, he discovers… a drawing of a penis… Existentialism: The universe is arbitrary. Not malicious, not beneficent. INDIFFERERNT. Things will tick on and will continue to do so regardless of your resistance, or lack thereof.
No, The Dude was not meant to be a hero. He is meant to “take it easy for all us sinners.”
If you ever feel like really diving into this sort of discussion, I highly recommend a double feature with Big Lebowski and Inherent Vice (2014 - dir P T Anderson, based on the Pynchon novel). If Lebowski is 75% a comedy with 25% philosophy, Vice is the inverse ratio. But both are essentially similar themes: Looking for answers doesn’t find you them. Answers find you. OR they don’t. Let the wind take you and you’ll end up somewhere.
Feels like advice we could all take to heart a little bit…