My Life in Film #3: The Big Lebowski

I’ve got a secret: I’m addicted! I daydream about it when I’m driving. I think about it when I’m alone in the bathroom. If you’ve ever met me, I’m sorry but I was probably thinking about it when I was talking to you too.

I’m talking  about film, of course. Film has been instrumental in forming some of the friendships and relationships that are of most important to me. Film has influenced the language that I use, the books that I read and the music that I listen to. Most of all, film has been there for me at pivotal moments in my life; it’s a BFF who’s just as comfortable dumbing down with beers and pizza as they are engaging in existentialist chit-chat. In short, film is my everyday and film is my life.

To illustrate my point and exorcise my addiction, each week I will shed a tiny glimpse into how film affects my every day. Are you ready?

My Life in Film #3


It took me a few watches to finally get The Big Lebowski. Like many people, I was converted to a Coen Brothers fan by Fargo’s quirky sense of humour, graphic violence and relatable yet oddball characters. When I did get it though, I, like, totally got it, man! So much so, that whenever I visit a bar that serves White Russians/Caucasians, (The Dude’s poison)…it’s tradition that I order. Midday? School night? “Careful, man. There’s a beverage here!”

What are your My Life in Film moments? Let me know in the comments.


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