When I first saw The Big Lebowski – back when it was in theatres in mid/late 1998 – I felt seen. I had been down the aisles of the supermarket in my robe, a dropping-out uni student, conscientiously objecting to, er, something…or anything really…
I was also there as a fan of The Coen Brothers, of course. I’d seen everything they’d done up to that time. A…
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