That’s pain. Not to be confused with a certain VP candidate. But you know what: the two seem fairly close in description. One is a hockey mom/pitbull who wears lipstick, the other is a distressing sensation. But enough politik for one week. Mark it zero, mark it somewhere, for Tuesday brings the release of The Big Lebowski: 10th year Anniversary Edition. I have the 4 year edition which is holding up just fine, and unless the first 1,000 DVDs come with special brownies, don’t expect me to make a purchase so swiftly. But 10 years! 10 years since they peed on your fucking rug, 10 years of Shomer fucking Shabbos, and an equal number of Vodka and Kahlua handles for the White Russians to make the 257th viewing more bearable. The film that inspired fests, beverages, and another trophy for your Coen Brothers case, is finally coming home. Again.
I’m in the midst of finals and in need of some serious laughing medicine. You’ve got some options here, Achievers:
What’s your favorite scene from the film?
Who’s your favorite character and why?