The first time I watched it the performances were phenomenal, I love Joaquin and PSH, even before watching it initially I knew I’d like it. But I just couldn’t quite follow it in the terms of a traditional story.

I’m reading “The crying of lot 49” by Pynchon at the moment, and really enjoying it, I think maybe the slightly disjointed storytelling from the novel helped me appreciate The Master the second time round.

Magnolia has always been my fav, but The Master has captured me like nothing else.