Happy Election Day! May the People of the United States one Day, Finally, AWAKE and “throw the bastards out.” We need an imaginative leader, not just a “Master” or….Master….”baiter”….
Aside from the title of this post, I can think of very little to say about “the Master” except that I wanted to walk out of it during most of the movie, but I stuck it out, out of a combination of curiosity and stubbornness. On the way home it occurred to me that “the Master” was a story about a person with no real personality, no real knowledge, ability, or skills of any kind, who appealed to a lot of people either in spite of or because of his complete vacuity. In other words, “the Master” (Philip Seymour Hoffman as the fictitious “Lancaster Dodd”) could have run for President as the candidate of a major party in 2012 and had an excellent chance of winning.
As for Joaquin Phoenix’ part—well, his story was at least kind of a story about a World War II Veteran who drank a lot and was anti-social, stupid, and boorish. The moral of his story, I think, if you can call it a “moral” is simply this: even if you are completely anti-social, stupid, and boorish, if you look like Joaquin Phoenix attractive women will still be attracted to you and you will eventually get laid at least once in your life by some woman other than your Aunt Bertha….. and even if you have previously had to make do with sand silhouettes of women as your primary sex-partners (this may inspire a new drink, possibly modeled on the paint-thinner poisons served in the movie, called “Sex WITH the Beach” instead of “Sex ON the Beach.”
Dear GOD this was a horrible movie. Aside from the story about Joaquin’s character Freddie Quell’s Aunt Bertha, another moral low point of the movie is when “the Master” is inexplicably surrounded at a party by a bunch of relatively attractive naked women and fully dressed men. This all took place in a nice Victorian House with colonnaded southern style porch in suburban Philadelphia. IF this was supposed to be a dream sequence, it was not obvious. IF this was supposed to be real, it was simply inexplicable.
In another notable scene, removed from that same nice Victorian House in Philadelphia, Joaquin Phoenix and “the Master” share adjoining cells when he and the “Master” are arrested for fraud and misappropriation of a completely unsympathetic but wealthy woman’s money, and Freddie kicks the prison toilet to smithereens and they tell each other to go fuck themselves….. and they don’t say “Argo fuck yourself” either….
“Rotten Tomatoes” incomprehensibly gives this (to my mind, total turkey of a cinematic production) a 4 1/2 out of 5, and writes:
“A striking portrait of drifters and seekers in post World War II America, Paul Thomas Anderson’s The Master unfolds the journey of a Naval veteran (Joaquin Phoenix) who arrives home from war unsettled and uncertain of his future – until he is tantalized by The Cause and its charismatic leader…”
I disagree with this review only to the extent that I did not find the movie “striking” except to the degree that it was neither “a portrait” of anything or anybody at all, and that I did not see any coherent “journey” unfolded at all. I suppose it is fair to say that Freddie Quell was “unsettled and uncertain of his future”—in exactly the same way that I am “unsettled and uncertain” of why Rotten Tomatoes would give this movie a 4 1/2.
All I can say is: it’s a perfect movie for a society that neither impeached nor then immediately hanged either Barack Hussein Obama OR his predecessor George W. Bush and today will vote either Obama back into the White House or replace him with the miserable dud Mitt Romney.
If early 21st century American society had any collective intelligence or personality, none of these things would be possible.
It is such a sad day for America. Such a sad day for the world. Barack Hussein Obama is a Communist and he is now our “Master” and President, but the Republican alternative, Mitt Romney, is a Socialist whose election would amend or alter very little, if any, of the “change” Obama has advanced in this country—precisely because most of “Obama’s” policies are just extensions of George W. Bush’s policies. We desperately need a new revolution in this country—I wish it could be peaceful, but whether peaceful or not, we need a new revolution in this country. We the people, the founders and framers, the heirs and carriers of Western Civilization, need to take our country back, take our position in the world back. We cannot afford another defeat. It’s time to call for a new Ragnarok, a new Gotterdaemerung for the Brave New World. If Jesus Christ cannot appear now and take back this earth for God-the-Father, it is time for a return of King Arthur, or the rise of a new Confederacy, or perhaps the rebirth of Thor or Odin, Donner or Wotan….. I pray that Americans will have the strength to rise up and peacefully retake this country, but whether peaceful or not, we just have to rise up and wipe out all traces of this horrible status quo…..