PDL, PDL, PDL
I did myself a favor and re-watched Punch-Drunk Love tonight. This is my favorite film of all-time for a reason. Actually, for several reasons, and if I’m being honest several more than several reasons but who has the time to divulge to all that?
I had forgotten how romantic the film is. I usually watch the film as a character study of Barry Egan but always end up getting wrapped up in the love story. And it’s a great one.
I won’t pretend it’s for everybody. Isn’t that the case with all of Paul Thomas Anderson’s work?
The thing to remember is that at it’s core it’s a story about pudding. Tasty, tasty pudding…
