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The last shot of The Master means so many things to me. As soon as I see it, I think about how Freddie lost Doris. How Freddie cant fit the ceramic woman in his coat pocket. How he goes from a beach in WW2, to a department store, to a lettuce field, to the sea, to the walls of Helen's living room, to the desert, to Doris' house, to the movie theatre, to the sea again, to England, to the…
If you haven't seen this film, go see it. After you've seen it, sit on it a while. Then go into solitary confinement for a few months and watch it 10 times over. After that, get back into the real world. Then go see The Master. Sit on it a while, then clear your schedule for another few months.