You have to feel sorry for Steve Buscemi's character who is constantly told (by John Goodman) to 'shut the fuck up' and ultimately dies of a heart attack.
The film when stripped of its stoner components is like an old forties Big Sleep or something.
Loved the ending where stranger Sam Elliott says to camera something like 'Don't you just feel better when there's someone like The Dude out there?'
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