Buckets of frogs. Flying bowling balls. Rick Springfield. Anderson is the master of capturing our messy, strange reality. By KC Ifeanyi January 9, 2015 Navigating Paul Thomas Anderson’s universe is like trying to catch a bucketful of frogs while blasted on Acapulco Gold. (Hang tight, all will become clear.) Soon enough you’ll stumble over crippling … Continue reading As “Inherent Vice” Goes Big, Here’s Your Crash Course On Paul Thomas Anderson’s Seductively Surreal Universe →