The Coen Brothers’ The Big Lebowski opened in March 1998, their first film after their commercially and critically acclaimed Fargo, and followed two years later by the even more celebrated O Brother, Where Art Thou. Around the turn of the millennium, you wouldn’t have been blamed for assuming that the strange, atypical “Lebowski” would be a quirky footnote in their filmography, a palate-cleanser between classics. You’d have thought the film would only be loved by a few weirdo cinephiles, like their earlier Hudsucker Proxy or the later Burn After Reading. (Full disclosure: I am one of those weirdo cinephiles.)
But then the 21st century came, and with it new generations of moviegoers who were looking for a cult classic to call their own. And so, from trivia nights, college campuses, stoner couches, Blockbuster aisles and Halloween costumes, the humble Big Lebowski arose as an undisputed—perhaps *the* undisputed—lead contender for the elusive title of Cult Classic of the 2000s.
The Big Lebowski is also, through and through, a Los Angeles classic. Along with David Lynch’s Mulholland Drive (2001), a film with which “Lebowski” shares part of its mystical-Western DNA (plus one important location, see below), the Coen’s first crack at a Homeric Odyssey (isn’t The Dude, like the “O Brother” convicts, just on a twisted quest to get back home?) is about our unique city. “They call Los Angeles the City of Angels,” the initial voiceover declares. “I didn't find it to be that exactly, but I'll allow as there are some nice folks there.” After 117 minutes with The Dude, Walter and Donny, moviegoers all over the world have agreed.
A Lebowski Tour of Los Angeles includes public and private locations (please be mindful around the latter), and also places that have vanished even in the last 20 years. Remember: Los Angeles sometimes celebrates its past and architecture, and sometimes physical and demographic change alters everything: it is what makes it a living city and not a European-style museum town.
The opening shot is a composite of a desert landscape shot in Pearblossom, near Palmdale (up North on the 138) and a nightscape of the city from Simi Valley. Find a high point on the hills near the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library and point your camera south as you blast “Tumbling Tumbleweeds.”
We first encounter The Dude at the supermarket (a little hat-tip to The Long Goodbye, Robert Altman’s fellow Raymond Chandler-influenced LA. cult classic). It’s a Ralphs that's supposedly in Venice, but Lebowski archeologists tracked down one of the extras, who revealed that the actual location was at 1745 N. Garfield Rd., in South Pasadena (near San Marino). Since corporate supermarket chains alter their interiors all the time, and a Ralphs is pretty much any Ralphs, pilgrimage to this location is for maniacal completists only.
The Dude’s home really is in Venice. A one-bedroom apartment in a six-unit complex, there’s some debate whether the actual bungalow is 606 or 609 Venezia Ave. Please don’t bother the neighbors. And don’t pee on their rug. It really ties the room together.
The (Big) Lebowski mansion is actually a composite of two locations The exterior is a luxurious private property at 10231 Charing Cross Rd, Los Angeles. Secluded in mega-expensive Holmby Hills, the outside view of the Lebowski estate can be spotted right next to a much more famous local landmark, Hugh Hefner’s Playboy Mansion.
The Lebowski mansion interior is one of the most iconic Los Angeles buildings and film locations: the Greystone Mansion, aka the Doheny Mansion (905 Loma Vista Dr., Beverly Hills). Now owned by the city of Beverly Hills and with a park open to the public (the mansion itself is only open for special events), the interior of this architectural landmark was originally built by oil heir Ned Doheny between 1927 and 1930. Doheny was shot and killed in the house in a confusing incident, in the middle of a scandal with political and sexual overtones. The Greystone mansion housed the American Film Institute filmmaking program in the 1970s and David Lynch lived and shot Eraserhead on the premises. The bowling alley downstairs was restored for There Will Be Blood. Countless movies and TV shows besides “Lebowski” have featured the lavish interiors to signify obscene amounts of California wealth.
Walter’s strip mall operation, Sobchak Security, was located at 6757 Santa Monica Blvd. in a part of Hollywood formerly described as “unsafe” or “sketchy” to film location tourists. This has changed dramatically in the last 20 years - the area has been gentrified by a number of art galleries, prompting this L.A. Times headline: “How a Shabby Hollywood Intersection Became a Hot New Art District.” Walter’s then “shabby” storefront is now part of the prestigious Redling Fine Art Gallery.
Walter: “What'd he say? Where's the hand-off?” Dude: “There is no f***ing hand-off, Walter! At a wooden bridge we throw the money out of the car!” The “Wooden Bridge” in the middle of nowhere (196 Torrey Rd., Fillmore) is actually not wooden - the wood was added by the set decorators. But you can still visit the desolate location and you can go there with your driver. Just no funny stuff.
Diners loom large in Southern California films, and none looms larger than Johnie’s Coffee Shop (6101 Wilshire Blvd., near LACMA), which hasn’t been functional as a restaurant for years. This is the location for the “family restaurant” where Walter is asked to keep it down, in spite of his buddies dying face down in the muck so that people could enjoy it without prior restraint. It is mostly used for filming (including, famously, diner aficionado Quentin Tarantino’s “Reservoir Dogs”), though for a period recently it somewhat incongruously served as a colorful “Bernie Sanders For President” campaign office.
The pancake house where the Nihilists discuss business is the legendary Dinah’s Family Restaurant (6521 S. Sepulveda Blvd.), serving breakfast goodness since 1959. (And I do have to point out here that —spoiler alert—the toeless Nihilist moll is played by none other than Los Angeles singer-songwriter Aimee Mann. This piece of trivia still surprises many Lebowski fans.)
Walter has every right to be very upset when he shows up at little Larry Seller’s house, but you should definitely not bother the residents of 1824 Stearns Dr., in the quiet area near where Crescent Heights Boulevard, La Cienega Boulevard, Venice Boulevard and the 10 freeway meet. And if you happen to see a 1985 Chevrolet Corvette C4, please don’t destroy it.
The interior of pornographer Jackie Treehorn’s home is yet another world-famous Los Angeles property: the modernist masterpiece Sheats-Goldstein House (10104 Angelo View Dr.), designed by architect John Lautner. The house has been owned for years by eccentric millionaire, basketball superfan, and serial model dater James Goldstein, who has promised to donate it to LACMA as its first architectural work of art.
There’s a long history of movies villains living in Los Angeles modernist landmarks, as illustrated by the brilliant film essay “Los Angeles Plays Itself” (which every “Lebowski,” film, and architecture fan should see). The Sheats-Goldstein House is nowhere near Jack Treehorn’s Malibu, but his beach party was actually shot there, in Point Dume State Beach (Westward Beach Road, Malibu), not far from Bob Dylan’s long-time Los Angeles compound. (The Coens of course are hardcore Dylan-files, as “Inside Llewyn Davies” and their use of deep-cut gem “The Man in Me” in “Lebowski” attest.)
Finally, Donny’s Ash-Scattering Ceremony (another spoiler alert, I guess) takes place in the "Sunken City" area of San Pedro, on the Palos Verdes coast (510 West Paseo Del Mar, San Pedro). Goodnight, sweet prince.