The Master

     I should have known I was on a strange string of loving movies.  They are expensive so when you penny pinch here or sell something there to get to see them...you hope to hell they are good.  I have been supporting the local theater as much as possible and it hasn't let me down.  But we all know that eventually things will come to a screeching halt.  This movie was the one.  I can say that I am relieved it is out of the way and  a new string of good movies can begin but I'll have to get over the feeling it has evoked, first.   Let me clarify that the acting was superb.  Really, amazing.  The music was awesome and different.  Angles, camera tricks, you name it...really good.  But it was hard to watch and left me unsettled.  After questioning others who had seen it...it appears that we are all feeling the same odd void after viewing it.  My question to the cinefiles was WHY???? Why did I have to feel like this at the end of a film? Well, it is a story about the destruction of the life that happens after a soldier is at war.  The strange place that they are in after defending their country and seeing the hell that this planet can embody.  They are lost.  If the movie wanted to pass that sad, hurt, painful feeling on to us (as much as a movie can without showing an ounce of battle)...well, it succeeded.  So though I never need to watch it again it did something no other movie has ever done.  I will add it to the list of movies such as Clockwork Orange and Chuck & Buck and hope that the list stays short.