Dismissing some of the tangential psychedelia from Pynchon's anti-noir novel, P.T. Anderson transmutes a comparably sprawling version to the screen with a few of his own memorable revisions, including omniscient narrator Sortilège, for this hyperbolic portrait of 1970 LA.
As Paul Thomas Anderson has proven with his increasingly sprawling productions throughout his career, he is the only director ambitious enough to tackle the zany perplexities and absurdly named population of Thomas Pynchon's 2009 novel, albeit the reclusive author's most accessible work since the mid-late 1960s- curiously, near the time frame of Inherent Vice, which is set in a fictitious part of LA known as