Don't try to figure it out, simply enjoy the ride. The plot to this movie isn't even that important: the way the characters react and the tone of the thing, that's what draws you into this piece. It is blissfully bizarre and probably belongs up there with Altman's The Long Goodbye and Polanski's Chinatown as a wonderful snapshot of Los Angeles wrapped in a private-eye story. Again, it isn't a riddle to be solved, just movie entertainment at its best. The initial "mystery" of this story is about as important to the final film as the initial "who stole the truck" business in the beginning of The Usual Suspects. Forget about it and listen to the Dude sponging-up vocabulary, Walter chastizing pascifism, and poor Donny always six steps behind, out of his element. Like all the Coen Brother's films, this one gets better with repeat viewings to catch every nuance in performance, dialogue, cinematography, etc. Jeff Bridges gives his best performance since Fearless. Find out who has Walter's undies. You'll laugh to meet the man...parts, anyways.
Review of The Big Lebowski
