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HUGE
film,
HUGE party,
by Joe De Matteo
Eight men & a ham in
200 square feet isn't the half of it.
At least five of them are certifiable.
Certifiable in what way, you ask? In
just about every way you can imagine.
We drove down a long, tree-lined lane to
a small cabin. As the four of us
exited the car, we heard the cries of wild
animals - it's a good thing we weren't
about to see a horror movie, I'm sure I
wasn't the only one to think.
But those scary sounds were coming from
inside the house, they were the other four
guys that would make up our Big Lebowski
party.
Below you'll read more and more about the
party, and, oh yes, the movie. But I'm
going to give you a quick overview of the
party here.
The food: We had a 12 pound cured
ham, multiple pounds of macaroni and potato
salads, chips and dip, rolls and rolls.
The beverage: We had a beverage
here man! Actually, pitchers and
pitchers of White Russians - Caucasians -
served in those big red beer plastic cups.
Everyone, except 1 had at least 2 pints of
the Dudes favorite beverage; many had
somewhat more. There was also beer,
soda and water.
Cigars - we had cigars. After the
movie the party moved to the front porch,
where it was a balmy 30°
F. We smoked and laughed out
loud...very loud. We laughed at the
movie and at each other.
One of our younger member's body rejected
his first cigar after 2 pints of the vodka
concoction. Another realized that he
was lactose intolerant after some symptoms
bubbled up. But all in all, a good
time was had by all.
The whole profanity thing, man.
Here's a funny thing. After the cigars
were smoked and the cold set into our bones,
we when back to the living room. At
some point in the cigar discussion profanity
came up. The Dude and company spoke
too much of it, according to a couple of
guys.
Let me say this. I grew up in a
time when profanity was pretty wide spread
among working class men, but today it's
pervasive. If you cussed in front of a
girl or a woman at a bus stop, let's say,
some adult male would literally slap you
upside your head. Not today.
Today, many girls are swearing worse than we
ever did. I remember when it first
started to happen in films. All of
this to say that I was shocked when it came
up at the party. We talked about it; a
great discussion, actually. I wish I
had a transcript of it. (One day
you've got to get Christian to tell you
about his profanity ridden creative writing
class.)
Well the discussion finished, after all,
how much can you say in defense of either
side of the issue? And we went inside.
While glasses and plates were re-filled,
Christian had put another DVD in. Do
you know Christian? If you do you can
guess.
The Aristocrats!
(My arms went up. I don't do that
Spanish dancer thing; too gay... not that
there's anything wrong with it.)
My Big L review? Shut up Donnie! |
