'The Master': Filling A Void By Finding A Family Many comparisons have been made between Paul Thomas Anderson's film The Master and the history of Scientology. But, as David Edelstein explains, the challenge of balancing the search for surrogate family with American individualism dominates the film. (Recommended)
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'The Master': Filling A Void By Finding A Family

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The writer-director Paul Thomas Anderson had his breakthrough with the 1997 film "Boogie Nights," then went on to direct such acclaimed movies as "Magnolia" and "There Will Be Blood." His latest is "The Master," which centers on a relationship between a fringe spiritual leader played by Philip Seymour Hoffman and an unstable disciple played by Joaquin Phoenix. Film critic David Edelstein has a review.

DAVID EDELSTEIN, BYLINE: Paul Thomas Anderson's "The Master" is both feverish and glacial. The vibe is chilly, but the central character is an unholy mess, and his rage saturates every frame. He's a World War II South Pacific vet named Freddie Quell, and played by Joaquin Phoenix to the hilt - the hilt above the hilt. We meet him at war's end on a tropical beach where he and other soldiers seek sexual relief atop the figure of a woman made out of sand.

No, it's not your father's war - at least, the war portrayed in most sagas of the so-called Greatest Generation. Alcoholic, sex-addicted Freddie can't adjust to a society that Anderson portrays as homogenized, repressed. Then he stumbles into something extraordinary, a burgeoning cult called The Cause.

The Cause is allegedly modeled on Scientology in the days before its leader, L. Ron Hubbard, re-branded it as a religion. Why allegedly? Anderson won't officially admit the connection, perhaps because the church is so given to suing its critics.

Whatever the model, the title character is named Lancaster Dodd and played by Philip Seymour Hoffman as a man with the soul of a child trying hard to present himself as a Brahmin-like patriarch and visionary. Freddie stows away on Dodd's yacht after fleeing migrant workers who think he poisoned a man with his homemade booze - and he probably did. It's not clear. Rather than chucking Freddie overboard, the Master takes a fatherly interest.


PHILIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN: (as Lancaster Dodd) Why all the stalking and sneaking? You've wandered from the proper path, haven't you? The problems you're having.

JOAQUIN PHOENIX: (as Freddie Quell) I don't have any problems. I don't know what I told you, but if you have work for me to do, I can do it.

HOFFMAN: (as Lancaster Dodd) You seem so familiar to me.

PHOENIX: (as Freddie Quell) What do you do?

HOFFMAN: (as Lancaster Dodd) I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist, a theoretical philosopher, but above all, I am a man, a hopelessly inquisitive man, just like you.

EDELSTEIN: Paul Thomas Anderson's films - "Boogie Nights," "Magnolia," even "There Will Be Blood" - have surrogate families that can be wonderfully attractive to emotional orphans like Freddie. Here, disciples eagerly submit to what's called processing. Dodd asks questions, and then repeats them over and over, at once bullying and hypnotic, until his subjects break and open up.

Like a Freudian therapist, he targets past traumas, but these traumas supposedly go back to birth and before that, trillions of years. For Dodd, the body is but a vessel for a kind of Buddhist-like, transcendental soul. His processing purges basic emotions he calls animal.

On one level, wayward Freddie longs to be led, but something in him resists committing to a man he doesn't fully trust. And so the film becomes a push-and-pull of titanic wills. Freddie will either be subjugated, or flee to a life of debauchery and likely drink himself to death. There's no middle ground here.

There's no middle ground for Joaquin Phoenix, either. He's both riveting and painful to watch. He also seems to be channeling other actors' tics: Eastwood, Brando, even Robin Williams' Popeye, the words dribbling out the side of his twisted mouth. But his scenes with Hoffman are amazing. Hoffman's Dodd is perfectly nuanced, in the tradition of flimflam visionaries so in love with their own spiels they forget they're frauds.

Like "There Will Be Blood," "The Master" is more austere than Anderson's overflowing ensemble dramas. He shot it on now-rare 65-millimeter film stock, which gives radiant depth to the palette of browns and blacks, while low-angle close-ups make Dodd and Freddie monumental.

They're the whole film, really, although Dodd is always surrounded by followers who hang on his words and regard his belligerent media critics as their enemies, too. Amy Adams adds a chill as Dodd's wife, who presses her lips together and exhorts Dodd to attack those enemies before they attack him.

Radiohead's Jonny Greenwood has composed a score full of abrasive plinks and discordant horns. It's alienating, like the movie. But "The Master" captures, in a way I've never seen, the tension in American culture between stubborn individualism and a desire to be led, even by leaders who are ludicrous. There's no explosive catharsis. The movie is spectacularly unresolved. It leaves you spent, brooding, unlikely to join a cult, but on some level sad that this one's such a crock.

DAVIES: David Edelstein is film critic for New York Magazine.

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