Another movie that defies synopsis, since it primarily uses strange non-events to allow for an exploration of the relationship between two characters. What's even more frustrating is how vague the movie is about their relationship. Nothing is made very clear.
I love Paul Thomas Anderson's movies. He's got an amazing ear for dialogue, a fantastic visual flair, and he manages to not be predictable. Only predictably great. When I first saw Punch Drunk Love, I was a bit disappointed. On revisiting that, I found that I liked it much more. When I first saw There Will Be Blood, I was similarly disappointed. On rewatching it, I liked it a lot more. This makes me hesitant to form any solid opinions of The Master.
It's shot wonderfully. And the atmosphere is remarkable. The script has some scenes that I found incredible. Nevertheless, I still felt lost. I didn't come out of it feeling like there was a meaning, or even some kind of idea that was being expressed. There are a few thoughts that seem disorganized, or scattered, but they are hard to pin down.
This unfocused exploration of the two characters means that I found myself a bit fascinated, a bit bored, and I ended the movie being a little paralyzed by it. I'm unsure of what I saw. This may have insinuated itself into my dreams. I remember that I had some bizarre dreams after I finished this, but I wasn't able to remember anything about them.
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