![]() I was trying to recall That Dude who I knew. So many possibilities… I wonder if he’s writing a blog about listening to all his CDs and ranking his 100 favorite? So … what DID ever happen to That Dude? He was so crazy! I wonder if he survived into adulthood? I wonder if he got arrested? I wonder if he got killed in some freak accident, like maybe he tried to balance on top of a trash bin to enhance his impression of Chewbacca but fell off and was accidentally strangled by his fuzzy sweater? (As his drunken comrades laughed hysterically, thinking it was another part of the wacky bit?) No one is ever really sure what ever became of That Dude. That Dude may become “The Dude” later in life, but it’s only one possibility for him. ![]() That Dude is desperately uncomfortable, and trying to figure out why. “The Dude” truly is comfortable in his own skin. That Dude is also drunk more often than “The Dude.” Although “The Dude” drinks throughout The Big Lebowski, he never appears drunk and is certainly always in control. That Dude stole those limes because a friend said he needed them for margaritas at his party, and That Dude wanted to make it interesting. “The Dude” got that half and half because he needed to make a White Russian for himself. That Dude is more focused on impressing others, as well. That Dude sprints through the produce department in his underwear and grabs three limes and juggles them out the door. “The Dude” shuffles around a grocery store in his bath robe and discreetly swigs half-and-half. movie The Big Lebowski, is portrayed.īut That Dude is different from “The Dude.” For one thing, That Dude is a lot younger, and a lot wilder, than “The Dude.” He is a lot more out of control. ![]() This is how “ The Dude,” Jeff Bridges’ great character in the fine Coen Bros. That Dude seems like a dude who is so comfortable with himself that he doesn’t give a shit, but just lives his life like he wants to live it and doesn’t worry about what others might think. That Dude is envied by shy, retiring folks with low self esteem mocked by confident, goal-oriented folks with ambition and drive feared by uptight, moral folks with no self-awareness and tolerated by artsy folks with holy-shit-streaks of their own. That Dude has a few close friends, but tends to easily skate along the surface of different groups of people, until he crashes through, making a splash, providing a story or two for all to tell, and then disappears beneath the surface, leaving folks to ask years later, at parties and reunions, “Remember That Dude? Remember that time he …” That Dude is generally a nice guy, fun to hang out with, interesting to talk to … but has a streak of “holy shit!” in him, particularly when a few drinks (or many) are involved. (Even if – again – they leave you with a good story.) That Dude isn’t ALWAYS out of control – people who are constantly out of control are too self-centered to maintain a friendship, and are more drama than they are worth. You never are sure what That Dude might do, but you know that – whether you end up accompanying him to the Party of the Century, or the Hospital – it will be a memorable time, and you’ll likely have good stories to tell. That Dude is typically in his 20s, still unfocused career-wise, usually without a long-term girlfriend (although sometimes That Dude dates That Chick …), and has a tendency to drink too much alcohol or consume too many drugs. The severity of That Dude-ness ranges from “gets a little wild when he has to much to drink” all the way up to “probably psychotic, and he really needs professional help.” That Dude who is a little out of control, kind of crazy, maybe not really scary in a way that makes you fear for yourself, but definitely scary in a way that you worry for him. It’s all three chords, hang onto your hat, and let’s go! but it could use a change of pace. WOULD BE HIGHER IF – there was a little more variety. The boys write catchy songs, too, and make music that sounds like it should be the dance mix tape at the coolest rock and roll high school party in town. ![]() The double guitar attack and against-the-guardrail vocals create a nearly out-of-control mess that is at once inspiring and hilarious. IN A NUTSHELL – Frantic, fervent, fabulous Rock and Roll.
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