A love letter to Raymond Chandler, The Big Lebowski is the funniest film in the Coens' body of work, a fact that can get lost among the fervent (and irritating) cult following it's attracted. The plot is all confusion, with mistaken identities, stolen rugs, pornography, bowling, Vietnam, lots of pot, and kidnapping. And embezzlement too, if memory serves. But the plot is just an excuse for quirky characters and incredible dialogue.
The Dude. Walter Sobchak. Donny. Jesus. No summary can contain all the wonders of The Big Lebowski, a film that confused the hell out of critics and audiences when it was first released. Though the cult is tired, we owe it thanks for saving the film from obscurity.