Writing a review of Paul Thomas Anderson’s “Punch-Drunk Love” is difficult, since so much of the experience is beyond description. I will say I haven’t seen a more original, thought-provoking and emotionally affecting movie this year. Anyone looking for a traditional brainless slapstick comedy starring Adam Sandler will be terribly disappointed, and so much the better.
One of the remarkable things about this movie is that Sandler plays just a variation of many of his other characters – a barely-there man-child with serious rage issues. But in this movie, he’s a revelation. You feel the anguish of this borderline agoraphobic, autistic man so keenly it can be painful at times. You also feel his bursting joy when he meets a fellow tortured soul played by Emily Watson, whose hip-swinging walk and sparkling eyes would make anyone fall in love with her.
Along the way, there are car crashes, harmoniums in the street, plungers with dice on top, phone sex workers in Utah, music from “Popeye,” and other magic I’ll let you discover for yourself.
Go. see. this. movie.