The Dude Abides

To be married is to enter into your spouse's interests, or some of them. My sister has blogged on her growing love and understanding of NFL football. I'm not there, but last night I did succumb to watching The Big Lebowski.

I am told this movie is universally loved, almost exclusively, by men

It's really a movie about nothing, crammed full of one-liners glittering with all the appeal of quotability. "Say what you like about the tenants of National Socialism, but at least it's an ethos."

I expected to be wildly offended but I wasn't. There were boobies, yes, but the Dude was refreshingly off-put by the porn. ("He makes women of objects.") There is a lot of vulgarity, but it's mostly forgettable.

Lebowski is a movie to remember, not to understand. And now I've watched it. What is there left to do in our marriage?