Review: One Battle After Another

Score: A

Director: Paul Thomas Anderson

Cast: Leonardo DiCaprio, Sean Penn, Chase Infiniti, Benicio Del Toro

Running Time: 161 Minutes

Rated: R

One Battle After Another is the biggest, boldest, and timeliest movie Paul Thomas Anderson has ever made. That it's also bleak, funny, and skillfully made is why it's the best thing I've seen this year. There are moments of pure exhilaration, edge-of-your-seat tension, and side-splitting comedy. It also never takes its foot off the gas despite its runtime.

Very loosely based on Thomas Pynchon's 1990 novel Vineland, PTA has refashioned this tale of former radicals and their fascist foes into something more perverse, strange, and provocative. This is a movie that opens with the liberation of an immigrant detention center while the rebel leader (Teyana Taylor) plays psychosexual games with the army colonel (Sean Penn). This is not merely a darkly funny interlude, but becomes a major hinge of the story. It's early proof Anderson knows exactly what he's doing.

And so does DiCaprio as the disheveled Bob. He's left behind his munitions expert days to raise his daughter Willa (Chase Infiniti). Even for a former revolutionary, Bob still has trouble relating to her and her friends. When she's abducted, he's thrust back into a life of danger, and hardly in fighting shape. Years of alcohol and drug abuse have left his body and mind a shell of what it once was. But his huffing and puffing and brain fog is played not just for laughs, but also for critical story beats.

Throughout, the film delivers thrills both big and small. In one electrifying set piece, Benicio Del Toro's sensei guides Bob through a maze-like apartment building, helping undocumented immigrants along the way as trigger-happy soldiers close in. There are also little, hilarious touches, like the way Penn's Col. Lockjaw walks as if he (literally) has a stick up his ass. And this is before we even get to Tony Goldwyn deploying his considerable charm in sinister fashion, playing a smooth-talking politician and avowed white supremacist. These scenes have a chilling relevance, which they still would even if the movie weren't set in the present.

Our world is often dumb and terrifying, and Anderson has delivered a movie that meets the moment. Whether it becomes the latest box office smash for Warner Bros. is almost besides the point. Here is a big-budget movie, financed by a major studio, starring one of the biggest actors in the world, that has quite a lot to say about how messed up things have gotten, and how they got that way. That alone would be worth celebrating. That it does all of this while managing to be relentlessly entertaining and thought-provoking means it will be remembered for years to come.

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About Kip Mooney

Like many film critics born during and after the 1980s, my hero is Roger Ebert. The man was already the best critic in the nation when he won the Pulitzer in 1975, but his indomitable spirit during and after his recent battle with cancer keeps me coming back to read not only his reviews but his insightful commentary on the everyday. But enough about a guy you know a lot about. I knew I was going to be a film critic—some would say a snob—in middle school, when I had to voraciously defend my position that The Royal Tenenbaums was only a million times better than Adam Sandler’s remake of Mr. Deeds. From then on, I would seek out Wes Anderson’s films and avoid Sandler’s like the plague. Still, I like to think of myself as a populist, and I’ll be just as likely to see the next superhero movie as the next Sundance sensation. The thing I most deplore in a movie is laziness. I’d much rather see movies with big ambitions try and fail than movies with no ambitions succeed at simply existing. I’m also a big advocate of fun-bad movies like The Room and most of Nicolas Cage’s work. In the past, I’ve written for The Dallas Morning News and the North Texas Daily, which I edited for a semester. I also contributed to Dallas-based Pegasus News, which in the circle of life, is now part of The Dallas Morning News, where I got my big break in 2007. Eventually, I’d love to write and talk about film full-time, but until that’s a viable career option, I work as an auditor for Wells Fargo. I hope to one day meet my hero, go to the Toronto International Film Festival, and compete on Jeopardy. Until then, I’m excited to share my love of film with you.