Synopsis
Under the paving stones, the beach!
In Los Angeles at the turn of the 1970s, drug-fueled detective Larry "Doc" Sportello investigates the disappearance of an ex-girlfriend.
2014 Directed by Paul Thomas Anderson
In Los Angeles at the turn of the 1970s, drug-fueled detective Larry "Doc" Sportello investigates the disappearance of an ex-girlfriend.
Joaquin Phoenix Josh Brolin Owen Wilson Katherine Waterston Reese Witherspoon Benicio del Toro Jena Malone Joanna Newsom Jordan Christian Hearn Hong Chau Jeannie Berlin Maya Rudolph Michael Kenneth Williams Martin Short Sasha Pieterse Martin Donovan Eric Roberts Serena Scott Thomas Christopher Allen Nelson Sam Jaeger Timothy Simons Jillian Bell Taylor Bonin Martin Dew Shannon Collis Catherine Haena Kim Vivienne Khaledi Yvette Yates Redick Andrew Simpson Show All…
Scott Rudin Paul Thomas Anderson Daniel Lupi JoAnne Sellar Adam Somner Steven Mnuchin Karen Ruth Getchell
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Every ticket to INHERENT VICE should come with the choice of a joint or a second ticket to INHERENT VICE. You will need one or the other.
as rick dalton in once upon a time in hollywood so eloquently and masterfully said "dirty fucking hippies"
"It's not groovy to be insane."
Paul Thomas Anderson's Inherent Vice is a force to be reckoned with. It's a shimmering and paranoiac masterwork that bubbles with a sustained sense of wistful loss and slowly-fading hopefulness. Masquerading as a neo-noir of convoluted and increasingly tense situations, PTA's film instead uses the complex story-line as a framework for a time and place that is both lost but constantly remembered. Combined with a delightful ensemble cast, typical PTA visual/aural nirvana, and a giddy eye for surreal situations and humor; Paul Thomas Anderson's latest is a wonderful trip that further showcases his individuality as a filmmaker as well as evoking tragedy with a potent dose of hilarity.
The story is all about Larry…
paul thomas anderson: *points his camera at absolute nonsense for 148 minutes*
me: OOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Without a doubt, the most hysterical movie of the year... Paul Thomas Anderson's funniest, most absurd film yet - to me, the most consistently hilarious film since A Serious Man (2009). His direction is top notch here; I think this film might be the most obvious display of his genius that I've seen yet (though There Will Be Blood is, and always will be, my favorite PTA film). Inherent Vice is probably the most immediate favorite though, because as you're watching it, there's no denying how fantastic and seemingly accurate of a psychedelic, chemical-fueled atmosphere it has, and there's no suppressing the laughter anytime an almost alien-esque Joaquin Phoenix opens his damn mouth. (I won't be surprised if at some…
In America, money is everything. In film noir, money is everything else.
Towards the end of Paul Thomas Anderson’s Inherent Vice, there’s a scene in which Joaquin Phoenix’s Larry “Doc” Sportello – the goofily mutton-chopped private detective at the heart of this sweet and strung-out noir odyssey – is offered a generous mountain of cash in exchange for the return of it really doesn’t matter what. When Doc tells his client that he might prefer a different form of payment, the man curtly replies: “Well, money would be a lot easier.” It always is.
But there’s nothing easy about this.
FULL REVIEW: www.littlewhitelies.co.uk/features/festivals/nyff-2014-inherent-vice-28096
100/100
We see her, and then we don't. She's there, glowing and lighting up the night, and then she's gone. The paranoia feverishly tries to fill the void, but the coked-up sense of reality forcefully crawls in before mystery can mask the pain of the outside world. With the whispering conspiracies running in the mind of stoners, a dream of watching the setting sun with your lover seems to have been whisked away to the sea, warm and breezy but soon morphing into perilous dark.
So close, yet so far away.
“wait, so the US is somebody's mom, you're sayin'?... and she's strung out on... what exactly?”
“on sending kids off to die in jungles for no reason. something wrong and suicidal that she can't stop.”
GUILT TRIP.
[35mm]
“𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚠, 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍... 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙳𝚘𝚌 𝚝𝚘𝚘... 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛... 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛.”
I’ve been thinking a lot about the Neil Young's "Journey Through the Past" music cue in Inherent Vice. I just want to live in that moment forever, it's all of the movie's nostalgic melancholy boiled down into this one scene.
Man, I love this movie more & more with each passing year.
”Not even Doc, whose Cro-Magnon hair pegs him as a creature from a time before money, can escape the all-consuming conformism that seeps everywhere. In both novel and film, a late exchange between Doc and a Golden Fang liaison peaks when the latter scoffs at Doc’s attempt to walk away with respect by saying, “People like you lose all claim to respect the first time they pay anybody rent.” In the book, this line is cutting, yet another jibe from a dismissive figure who disdains Doc’s futile divestment from consumerism. In the film, however, it attains its full sense of sadness, conveying an inextricable quagmire that will ensnare even the most committed iconoclast. Pynchon and Anderson can’t see back to…