God damn it, people, I'm tired of being embarrassed. I'm tired of it. Save me from a future where Paul Thomas Anderson is allowed to make anymore films. All of our comments, equally calluous and callow, have been paid back on our heads ten thousand fold, because that kid managed to get himself a motion picture deal, and not only did he write Magnolia , but son, he directed it, too.
Truth is found out there in the vomit of bums and the tears of the oppressor, man .
Oh yes, you remember. The people you always hated and never wanted to know. The movie you never wanted to see. The director you always hoped would turn up hanging from a light fixture in a Las Vegas hotel room. The horror that would not leave your brain.