Larry Sellers – Jesse Flanagan, no finer example of art imitating life, may have gotten a D grade on his homework on The Louisiana Purchase left behind in the Dude’s car, but Jessie seems more of dunce after viewing his youtube channel. Then again, stranger things have happened, especially in the alps.
“If you will it, Dude, it is no dream.” -Theodore Herzel State of Isreal
After a life long pursuit throwing rocks, Don-ny Doane finally rolled a perfect game before collapsing midst high five with teammates from a heart attack, dying with a smile on his face.
Donny who loved bowling.
Donny died, like so many young men of his generation, he died before his time and is probably turning over in his grave (though his ashes are scattered from La Jolla to Leo Carrillo) as the hordes of wannabes and bandwagoners congregate at these annual Big Lebowski Festivals throughout the land.
“Has the whole world gone crazy!”– Walter Sobchak
There’s nothing worse then when a cult classic becomes so mainstream whereby joining the ranks and reducing it to the level of the fans that jerk off to Will Farrell and Seth Rogen movies and their jerk off faces thereby ruining it and leaving you saying to yourself, “I would never want to belong to any club that would have someone like me for a member.” Not all of us are a Lebowski. Some of us are Nihilists which is more exhausting. Am I wrong? So come this month’s Lebowski Fest in NYC, for those of us who want our damn undies back, I hope to see a small faithfull band of outsiders protesting holding “nobody fucks with The Jesus” pickets. But till then, goodnight, sweet prince.