Making a film is the art of retroactive hypnotism. And there is no greater cinema hypnotist than Paul Thomas Anderson. It's rare to see a movie simultaneously this interesting and this good; this incoherent and this profound; this frustrating and this enjoyable. The movie moves like an acid-fueled sprint through a hedge maze... No, it's more like running through series of short- No, it's more like a hedge maze that, turns out, is actually only a roundabout. Like watching a dog chase its own tail...
Making a film is the art of retroactive hypnotism. And there is no greater cinema hypnotist than Paul Thomas Anderson. It's rare to see a movie simultaneously this interesting and this good; this incoherent and this profound; this frustrating and this enjoyable. The movie moves like an acid-fueled sprint through a hedge maze... No, it's more like running through series of short- No, it's more like a hedge maze that, turns out, is actually only a roundabout. Like watching a dog chase its own tail...
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