In a fair world, this 1998 film should have garnered a Best Actor Oscar for Jeff Bridges in his role as "The Dude" as well as a Best Supporting Actor Oscar for John Goodman in his role as "Walter."
However, Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences awards do not go to movies where the F-bomb is dropped, like, 400 times. Even if said F-bomb drops are completely, thoroughly, believably and appropriately integrated into the fabric of the movie.
See, nudity, torture, rape, violence, whatever, can be tolerated in an "important film" but evidently a film about slackers where the F-bomb runs rampant is over the top.
I am reminded to do this post by one that Melissa McEwan recently put up over at Shakesville. She is also a BIG fan.
Bottom line: If you have never seen this movie, you really must. It's a hoot.
Oh, and the link to Ultrarunning? Very tenuous, at best: it's just that I cannot for the life of me possibly imagine The Dude moving at anything faster than a shuffle. It provides me many moments of comic relief while on the trails.
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