It took me a while to digest this one. So many layers of refinement, so many clever traps to fall through, so much good filmmaking on the table to be relished, savoured and devoured. A luminous Vicky Krieps, a credibly kinky twist, Daniel Day-Lewis, pretending to be human.
I heart PTA films. He’s the real deal, but every time he hits it up with Day-Lewis, like in There Will Be Blood (2007), it’s one of those situations where the audience is supposed to stand up and revere, but there seems to be some misunderstanding as to what exactly should be deified.
Could not put a finger on what bothered me for weeks after watching it, until I realised who was its target audience. Sometimes it’s the reflection that reveals the true nature of an object.
Phantom Thread (2017) is a love story for narcissists, deceptively tender to the touch, an exquisite cashmere cardigan concealing its cold, cold heart.
Author: ©Milana Vujkov