This movie feel’s like a bad hangover caused by a concoction of the strongest and hardest drink and drugs available.
I truly do not know were to begin with this production,(I find it hard to call it a movie or a film,) it starts with plenty of nothing,continues with nothing and then adds a backing soundtrack of that noise that your speaker makes when your phone receives a text message.
Joaquin Phoenix is either brilliant or completely out of it,years ago before his breakdown there was no doubt that he was immensely talented,but I will never forget how badly he fared when attempted to portray Johnny Cash,he made Cash look like a miserable depressing character,I think we saw more of the real Phoenix in Cash than we did of Cash.
Philip Seymour Hoffman and Amy Adam’s are very distinguished actors,they bring a bit of credit to a ”production” that up until their arrival was slipping into oblivion.
In my honest opinion they should have cut out the first forty minutes of the film,I don’t think it serves any real purpose and only makes the viewer turn off or tune out,maybe this is an artistic move in making people scratch their head but once the film begins (at the 40min’ mark) it’s pretty powerful,but I can’t sit here and say I enjoyed it or recommend it to anyone,I don’t understand how thousands of scripts can pass through a Hollywood desk and this is the one that Paul Thomas Anderson decides to make,maybe he got lost in his own writing and did not see the bigger picture.