Most bone-headed Movie Review of All Time?

John Carvill johncarvill at gmail.com
Sat Aug 29 03:54:33 CDT 2009


Pynchon's favourite right-wing weekly TV Guide review of Big Lebowski.
One and a half stars?!

"What a strange reversal of fortune: Two years after Joel and Ethan
Coen delivered FARGO, the film that will probably stand as the
filmmakers' finest moment, comes the long-awaited follow-up, and it's
without question their worst. This time out, the Coens turn their
jaundiced eyes to L.A. -- not the Hollywood they so recklessly
skewered in BARTON FINK, but La-La Land as a state of mind. The plot,
in a nutshell: Bunny Lebowski (Tara Reid) is missing, and Jeff "The
Dude" Lebowski (Jeff Bridges), a burnt-out '70s leftover who has the
bad luck to share the same first and last name as Mrs. Lebowski's
millionaire husband, is in a heap of trouble. After a pair of thugs
treat The Dude to a rather vicious swirlie, then pee on his carpet,
wheelchair-bound Jeff "The Big" Lebowski (David Huddleston) -- the
intended target of the assault -- offers the Dude a tidy sum of money
to help get his wife back. Mixed up in all this is Maude (Julianne
Moore), the Big Lebowski's wayward daughter (she's a "feminist artist"
-- honest); Walter (John Goodman), The Dude's paranoid Vietnam vet
bowling partner, and a host of quirky cameos from the likes of John
Turturro, David Thewlis and Ben Gazzara. If any of this sounds at all
like THE BIG SLEEP, then you've gotten the one -- and only -- joke.
Repopulating Raymond Chandler's L.A. with a cast of latter-day freaks,
floozies and failures has been done before -- brilliantly, in fact, by
Robert Altman. But where Chandler's tales of the City of Angels were
convoluted to great effect, the Coens' vision of L.A.'s kooky
underbelly is simply convoluted, and desperately so. Reworking the old
"down these mean streets" formula, they've only replaced noir cliches
with even thinner -- and often blithely offensive -- cliches of their
own. The only real moments of inspiration come during The Dude's
periodic bouts of unconsciousness, during which he dreams elaborate
Busby Berkeley-styled dance numbers. But if it's all supposed to be in
fun, why does it feel so much like an insult?"

http://movies.tvguide.com/big-lebowski/review/132573



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