The more time passes, the more I find myself liking The Big Lebowski. It’s a movie that somehow balances its characters perfectly between being larger-than-life and entirely believable. You’re taken on this absurd, chaotic journey, yet everything flows so naturally that you can’t help but go along for the ride.
At the same time, I can’t shake the feeling that there’s something deeper I’m not quite getting—a nagging sense that the movie is deliberately keeping me at arm’s length with…