“Inherent Vice” is a movie written & directed by Paul
Thomas Anderson. Based on a book by Thomas Pynchon.
It is a fascinating movie. That it is about mood. There is a
razor thin plot, but it’s inconsequential to characters. Film students will
love this movie, because it does sorta’ remind you of what existential thoughts
could produce. Is it good? Yes and no. Yes, because free flow thought does have
a dream like quality. Terrence Malick exploited it to no end. It wraps itself
into a dream quality, that I think does serve its purpose. And it’s also
shitty, because it drags on like living in someone else’s thoughts and not
knowing the person.
Also, there is an odd axiom about drug cultured movies have
to mirror the “style” of the movie. Movies like this make you feel stoned. Much
like “Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas.” It’s a grueling attempt at trying to
make heads or tails of their mindset. And…I do think there is a LOT of cheating
in these types of movies. Because they’re made for high people, it’s okay to go
into odd characters, and non sequitors. This is unfair to the viewer. Since
they were promised a story. And a story does attempt to draw you to a
conclusion instead of meandering in space until one falls from Manna.
Would I recommend this movie…I was surprised it was even
made…but I do. But to a specific audience. One that understands craft of movies
and Paul Thomas Anderson fans. And one who know a little about that era. For
instance…
….an aging beauty in bikini so small you see every line of
the curvature of her figure she steps into an obie light directly above lens.
Which her first words to Doc (lead character) are “like the lighting? We had Jimmy
Wong Howe do it.” James Wong Howe was a marginally known, highly respected
cinematographer within the insiders of old Hollywood who specialized in
lighting women.
Also, I don’t know Thomas Pynchon’s work. I get the feeling
he’s very similar to typical baby boomer era writers. High on drugs, hate The
Man. He seems to have broken a lot of ground back in the day. And in a weird
sense, he did stand the test of time (since drug culture recycled itself).
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