quinta-feira, 20 de junho de 2013

This is what happens on John Goodman's birthday











Hoje, dia 20 de Junho, é o aniversário de John Goodman. Mais precisamente o seu 61.º aniversário. Mas como hoje houve demasiados aniversariantes homenageados na Red Room (e um óbito excessivamente prematuro), não vamos dar os parabéns a John Goodman, mas a Walter Sobchak, personagem que o actor interpretou no filme The Big Lebowski (1998) e um dos grandes momentos da sua carreira. Walter Sobchak é o melhor amigo e confidente de Jeffrey Lebowski (Lebowski, The Dude, o hippie fã de Creedence Clearwater Revival e apreciador de White Russian e tapetes que lhe componham a sala e não Lebowski, o milionário detestável). Sobchak é um veterano do Vietname, provavelmente afectado pelo stress pós-traumático e, definitivamente, afectado pela separação de Cynthia, cinco anos antes dos acontecimentos narrados na película. Sobchak, de ascendência polaca, era um católico até casar com Cynthia, judia. Para agradar à ex-mulher, Walter converteu-se ao judaísmo e tornou-se Shomer Shabbas. Apesar do divórcio não se separou da nova religião e, por esse motivo, respeita o sábado (Sabbath) como dia de repouso, no qual não pode cozinhar, jogar bowling (uma das suas grandes paixões) ou ajudar Jeff "The Dude" Lebowski. Haveria muito mais para dizer sobre Sobchak e sobre o papel que desempenha no drama "Dúdico", mas há uma religião/ filosofia de vida que se dedica a analisar esses temas. Chama-se Dudeism e, quem quiser saber mais, pode visitar o site oficial da Church of the Latter Day Dude. E agora um sortido de citações de Walter Sobchak:

"This is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass!
This is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass!
This is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass!"


"Shut the fuck up, Donny!"

"You want a toe? I can get you a toe, believe me. There are ways, Dude. You don't wanna know about it, believe me."

"Saturday, Donny, is Shabbos, the Jewish day of rest. That means that I don't work, I don't drive a car, I don't fucking ride in a car, I don't handle money, I don't turn on the oven, and I sure as shit *don't fucking roll*!"

"I'm saying, I see what you're getting at, Dude, he kept the money. My point is, here we are, it's shabbas, the sabbath, which I'm allowed to break only if it's a matter of life or death..."

"Donny, these men are nihilists, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Nothing is fucked here, Dude. Come on, you're being very un-Dude. They'll call back."

"Really, Dude, you surprise me. They're not gonna kill shit, they're not gonna do shit. What can they do? They're a bunch of fuckin' amateurs, and meanwhile, look at the bottom line: Who's sittin' on a million fuckin' dollars? Am I wrong? "

"Donny was a good bowler, and a good man. He was one of us. He was a man who loved the outdoors... and bowling, and as a surfer he explored the beaches of Southern California, from La Jolla to Leo Carrillo and... up to... Pismo. He died, like so many young men of his generation, he died before his time. In your wisdom, Lord, you took him, as you took so many bright flowering young men at Khe Sanh, at Langdok, at Hill 364. These young men gave their lives. And so would Donny. Donny, who loved bowling. And so, Theodore Donald Karabotsos, in accordance with what we think your dying wishes might well have been, we commit your final mortal remains to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean, which you loved so well. Good night, sweet prince. "

Miguel Ângelo Ribeiro