At least I'm housebroken...

Rating: 10/10 (23 June 2001)

Well, I thought I was till I nearly pi**ed my pants laughing the first time I saw TBL. And the second time..and the third... One of the things that kills me about this movie, and apparently no-one else sees, is the fact that the Dude is SO laid back that he rarely has a thought of his own. Three quarters of his dialogue is only him repeating something he picked up from someone else in the film. He even catches himself almost repeating something he doesn't mean to..."And stay away from my special lad...my f***in lady friend". Did anyone notice what he was wearing in the "Gutterballs" dream sequence? It's the same thing 'Carl Hungus' has on in the "Logjammin'" porn video. The whole plot is motivated by the Dude being influenced by everyone else (mostly Sobchak) and he just floats along with it. Not until near the end when he realizes "My thinking about this 'case' has become very uptight" and actually figures things out for himself, does he really guide his own destiny. I must have watched it 10 times before I caught everything, lot of ins, lot of outs, lot of what what have yous. Lot of strands in the Duder's head. The best comedy of all time, hands down.