A movie about systemic and historical cycles and the friction caused with avoiding, embracing, or transcending them.
Good performance by Paul mescal too, tho he doesn’t command the presence that Russel Crowe did, I felt that this worked more as an addition than a drawback to the film.
Also, Denzel Washington is the goat.
I personally feel that if I tried to articulate any specific content, the fragments that’d come out would somehow betray the sentiment at this film’s core. So instead I’ll just mention some few general and peripheral scattered thoughts on what captivated me about this film.
Anita Roth conjures some of the greatest editing I have had the divine pleasure of experiencing. It's disarming and disorienting, while unintrusive in its use of aspect ratio; it's bold and fluidly flows even in…
This film just attests so much for the brilliance of Paul Thomas Anderson. At every single breathtaking frame and flame; with each second drowned and dirtied by the oily blacks of human pettiness, and ambition, and evil that hides despairful melancholy within.
Nowhere is this movie’s brilliance more apparent than in the nigh boundless perspectives with which its possible to scrutinize and awe at Day-Lewis’ and Dano’s stunning performances, or at the purposeful artistry of every long-take, or PTA’s screenplay…
