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The Alliances' showbiz correpondents are sorry to blow the lid off Daniel day Lewis' s latest blockbuster. Having lost precious hours to Paul Thomas Anderson's previous forays into superficial sophistication and fundamental vapidity, we knew all too well this critically basted turkey was a no hoper. However, the actuality is far more terrible than we feared.
It stinks.
The soundtrack, a clunking, anachronistic ligeti/varese pastiche , perfectly complements the meandering , portentuous 'visuals', the leaden pace and Danny's endless, wordless close ups which do so much to pad out the duration.
All collectivist political content has been stripped from the source, and the remainder has been reduced to a story about a nasty, greedy man who's horrible to everyone.
Oh, and oil doesn't bring you happiness (Got that Mr President?).
Powerful stuff, I think you'll agree, brothers and sisters!
