Paul Thomas Anderson's debut (still "P.T." at this point) certainly feels like one.
The script, in particular, is very juvenile and unsure of itself, meandering when it isn't pandering.
The characters, story, and dialogue are all pretty obviously Tarantino-lite, imitative of not just directorial entries but also True Romance, swiping ideas from the diner opening to the literal roundtable storytelling to the Samuel L. Jackson casting.
Let's talk about the casting. Phillip Baker Hall steals the show here, but his…