Inherent Vice, PTA’s ambitious adaptation of Thomas Pynchon’s
stoner classic, reminds one of his first three films – Hard Eight in that it belonged to the broader crime genre, Boogie Nights in its throwback to a lost
era and Magnolia in its bold
extravagance; the similarities, however, end there, because, like each of his
other 7 movies, this too was an absolutely distinctive work in all possible
respects. The excellent evocation of 70s mood and atmosphere – the carefree zeitgeist
and laidback charm of the Hippie movement, and the tenuous feud between the
counterculture spirit and reactionary conservatives – along with the grimy, sweltering
ambience, and pulpy, sordid tale of gnawing human corruption ensured it keeps
one captivated; however, the overly labyrinthine plotting and unrestrained self-indulgence
made it tad contrived and incoherent. Larry “Doc” Sportello (Joaquin Phoenix)
is a pot-smoking LA PI who prefers living in hallucinogen induced trance between
investigations. He’s awakened from his dazed stupor, however, when his
bewitching old flame Shasta (Katherine Waterston), who he still holds a torch
for, mysteriously appears out of nowhere into his messy shack, informing him
about his affair with a real estate tycoon and land shark, who his sultry wife and
her boyfriend want to have committed into an insane asylum. And the nasty affair
grows only murkier with the entry of neo-Nazi bikers, heroin addicts and a
vicious underworld syndicate leaving a trail of dead bodies. Phoenix was superb
as the dopey gumshoe, as was his deadpan camaraderie with a hulking, violent, civil
rights violating cop played by a terrific Josh Brolin. The ensemble cast of the
languorously paced film also comprised of Reese Witherspoon, Owen Wilson and
Benecio del Toro, among others.
Director: Paul Thomas Anderson
Genre: Crime Drama/Neo-Noir/Mystery
Language: English
Country: US
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