[INHERENT VICE opens in Akron on Friday February 27th at the Nightlight Cinema.]
Review by Pamela Zoslov
No one can accuse Paul Thomas Anderson of lacking ambition. His
films, especially the recent ones, are dense, tendentious,
monumental, every frame announcing its importance. Anderson's films
imply a gravity their subjects don't really merit. I'm thinking of THE MASTER, which squandered a chance to explore the cult of
Scientology, and THERE WILL BE BLOOD, which turned an Upton
Sinclair book into a butt-numbing, grandiose marathon with a
single memorable scene.
By his own admission, Anderson — Ghoulardi's son, for you old
Cleveland readers — isn't very concerned about storytelling. “I
never remember the plots of movies,” he told a class of film
students. “I remember how they make me feel.”
Review by Pamela Zoslov
No one can accuse Paul Thomas Anderson of lacking ambition. His
films, especially the recent ones, are dense, tendentious,
monumental, every frame announcing its importance. Anderson's films
imply a gravity their subjects don't really merit. I'm thinking of THE MASTER, which squandered a chance to explore the cult of
Scientology, and THERE WILL BE BLOOD, which turned an Upton
Sinclair book into a butt-numbing, grandiose marathon with a
single memorable scene.
By his own admission, Anderson — Ghoulardi's son, for you old
Cleveland readers — isn't very concerned about storytelling. “I
never remember the plots of movies,” he told a class of film
students. “I remember how they make me feel.”
