The Master ★★★★½

This review will be sort of pointless since the fact that I struggle to articulate why I liked The Master is exactly why I liked it. Its allusiveness and restraint from explicitly forming a 'meaning' or tangible 'statement' create an odd and yet mesmerizing experience. By the time the credits were rolling, all I felt sure of was that I'd watched something truly powerful, something guttural.

Like a disciple of the Master himself, Lancaster Dodd, I felt I had fallen under his hypnosis and was a true believer of the secrets he held just beyond my grasp.