Paul Thomas Anderson has my vote for the world’s most enigmatic
writer-director. If I were to define his career into a type, most
likely his next movie would prove me wrong. This is his filmography:
“Hard Eight”, “Boogie Nights”, “Magnolia”, “Punch-Drunk
Love”, “There Will Be Blood”, “The Master”, “Inherent
Vice”, and now “Phantom Thread”. One used to be able to define
him by locale. His first eight films all took place or were at least
tangential to Southern California. “Phantom Thread” is about a
dress-maker who lives in London, England. Its off the grid and comes
back to back with “Inherent Vice” a movie that could not be more
opposite in style and tone. As loose and wild as “Inherent Vice”
was, “Phantom Thread” is uptight and repressed. The main
character is Reynolds Woodcock, an aging dress-maker played by Daniel
Day-Lewis at his most fastidious. At this rate, P.T. Anderson’s
next movie might take place on the moon.
“Phantom Thread” presents an intense character study and utterly
strange love story. Reynolds Woodcock is a great artist who uses the
high demand and idol worship of his craft to tightly control the
people in his life. In an early scene, brilliant in the efficiency of
its setup, he breaks up with a significant other. She brings up
during breakfast the fact that he does not pay enough attention to
her. He responds that he has to deliver a dress that day and that he
cannot start the day with a confrontation. She leaves and he does not
seem to be bothered one bit. The line of people who want his
attention are around the block outside.
Enter into his life, Alma, played by Vicky Krieps. He picks her out
at a restaurant where she is a waitress because she is his favorite
body type to make dresses for. Alma is a nobody next to Woodcock.
Vicky Krieps could be said to be just an unknown (at least to me)
opposite to Daniel Day-Lewis, one of the greatest actors in movies.
At first glance, she would not seem to stand a chance in this
relationship given the extraordinary level of competition for
Woodcock’s affections and his intense focus on his work.
The movie is rather simple plot-wise so I will say less about it
other than that Alma proves to be an especially worth adversary in
the battle for Mr. Woodcock’s affections in ways that illustrate
the notion that all things are fair in love and war.
The power struggle between Alma and Mr. Woodcock is surrounded by
impeccable costume design. I have not the slightest notion of high
fashion, but the women looked good in the dresses, that much I can
say. Daniel Day-Lewis once again has the preternatural ability to
convince the audience that he is and always has been this particular
character. His retirement announcement is laughable given that he has only acted in six movies from 1998-2018 (Oscar nominated four times in that span, batting 0.750). I figured he was already retired and that he does acting gigs as a respite from not working. I expect we will see him once more in the 2020s just as soon as he feels like returning calls from A-List directors beggin to offer him another role of a lifetime.
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