I saw the first OKC showing of The Master today. Does this mean that I am a hopelessly effete art house snob? Nah, instead it means that I have, over a number of pictures and a long time, become a devoted fan of Paul Thomas Anderson's work. I have learned over the course of Anderson's career that I can't possible assess any of his films without having seen it at least twice and maybe more than that so I won't say much here. I can say, though, that The Master is a marvelously acted character study. It focuses on an L. Ron Hubbard like guru, played by Philip Seymour Hoffman, the Master's smart and influential wife, played by Amy Adams, and his troubled, make that very troubled, Acolyte, played by Joaquin Phoenix. All three performances are riveting. I am going to contemplate the film for a while and then go see it again, perhaps as soon as next week.
As usual with Anderson't work, The Master is filled with beautiful images and richly rewarding visual storytelling. Its 137 minute runtime passed in the twinkling of an eye. Try it, you might like it.