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A pair of eyes. Five hundred joints. A bottle of smack. A faded memory. A do-gooder.
Like Doc Sportello finding his comfortable lull in a sea of narcotics, director Paul Thomas Anderson found his creative playground in spades with Inherent Vice.
Following up two formal opuses There Will Be Blood and The Master, there's an inevitable anvil about to fall on your head. "What could he possibly do next?" If Anderson's career spent a decade building up to a signature…