Biff Bam Pop’s Andy Burns (that’s me) is also curator of the website, City of Night: The Films of Los Angeles.
“The purpose and plan for City of Night is to explore many of those films in a variety of ways, including but not limited to reviews, reflections and interviews with creators. We’ll look at story beats and histories, colour schemes and skylines. And we’ll both celebrate and understand the impact Los Angeles has had on writers, actors, and directors, along with audiences who may never attempt to merge on a Los Angeles freeway.”
The latest instalment is a look at The Coen Brothers’ 1998 film, The Big Lebowski. You can read an excerpt below:
Though it was far from a box office hit upon its release in March 1998, few films over the last 25+ years have become as much a cultural touchstone as The Big Lebowski. Written by Joel and Ethan Coen, directed by the former and produced by the latter, the film begins as a tale of mistaken identities, in which Jeffery “The Dude” Lebowski (Jeff Bridges), an unemployed bowling and weed aficionado with ties to 1960s radicals the Seattle Seven, is accosted in his apartment by two thugs in the employ of pornographer Jackie Treehorn (Ben Gazzara). They believe him to be another Jeffery Lebowski (David Huddleston), this one a multimillionaire whose young wife Bunny (Tara Reed) owes Treehorn money. The thugs threaten The Dude and proceed to piss on his beloved rug, one that “really ties the room together,” until they realize that they’ve probably got the wrong Lebowski.
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