Empire (UK)

PHANTOM THREAD

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The anticipate­d prequel to ‘Attack Of The Thread’ and ‘Revenge Of The Thread’.

OUT 2 FEBRUARY CERT 15 / 130 MINS

DIRECTOR Paul Thomas Anderson CAST Daniel Day-lewis, Vicky Krieps, Lesley Manville, Brian Gleeson, Harriet Sansom Harris, Julia Davis, Gina Mckee

PLOT Reynolds Woodcock (Day-lewis) is a fêted couturier in 1950s London; a refined bachelor with particular tastes and a profound reliance upon a routine that’s enforced by his sister Cyril (Manville). Then he meets and falls in love with Alma (Krieps) who soon starts shaking up his ordered existence. THROUGHOUT HIS CAREER, Paul Thomas Anderson has been consistent­ly fascinated by unconventi­onal family units. We had Boogie Nights’ motley clan of porn-biz misfits, Magnolia’s multi-stranded unravellin­g of blood-ties, There Will Be Blood’s monstrous father figure who isn’t even a real father, and The Master’s creepy Hubbard-ish cult. So once again we find him on that familiar ground — albeit for the first time on our side of the Atlantic, beneath the smudgy skies of a prim, well-heeled ’50s London rather than the big, bright blue of California.

Given the presence of the semimythic­al Method maestro Daniel Day-lewis (who of course couldn’t play the role until he’d at least learned to sew a hundred buttons), you might expect Phantom Thread to feel closest to There Will Be Blood. But while Reynolds Woodcock is no less intricatel­y observed and realised than Blood’s Daniel Plainview, he’s far from the fearsome, brutal, roaring patriarch. He’s more of a spoiled-son type: a soft-spoken, petulant man-child, pining for his long-dead mother, mothered by his seemingly starchy sister (Mike Leigh regular Lesley Manville, who brings careful warmth to a role that might otherwise have been an ice-queen caricature), and courting younger women in the belief that they’ll be as pliant as the fabrics he tugs and cuts into such fabulous gowns. “You have no breasts,” he observes of his newest muse Alma (Luxembourg­ian actor Vicky Krieps). “No, no, you’re perfect. My job is to give you some. If I choose to.”

This would most obviously set Phantom Thread to be yet another cinematic study in female exploitati­on and abuse, with Alma consumed and spat out by this dark-hearted older man of power. But instead Anderson’s more interested in the warp and weft of a relationsh­ip between someone who appears that way, and a woman who is much stronger than he at first thinks.

Krieps is a real find: a virtual unknown (thereby giving Alma maximum ingénue-ity) who can hold her own opposite a titan like Day-lewis in a movie which, for the most part, is an intense, chamber-piece two-hander. Day-lewis’ prominence on awardsseas­on nominee lists is unsurprisi­ng; but it feels unjust that Krieps hasn’t received more recognitio­n. Phantom Thread becomes more her film than Day-lewis’, and that’s not because she’s a showsteale­r. Without giving too much away, the narrative ultimately becomes a slow transition of emotional power.

Throughout, Krieps treats Alma’s onscreen evolution less as a metamorpho­sis than a deftly gradual unveiling. There is rich, black comedy in her tiffs with Reynolds, for example, with one occurring during the best asparagusr­elated scene since American Beauty, as a surprise dinner for the weary, fussy designer is treated as “an ambush”. There also develops, fascinatin­gly, a perverse, gothic tinge to her increasing­ly manipulati­ve acts of affection. “I have to love him in my own way,” Alma insists to Cyril. Reynolds’ life up to this point has been contained, controlled and — as the crisp, white uniforms of his numerous seamstress­es suggest — sterile. Alma wants to bring the full, messy bloom of nature into his world.

In certain respects, the movie bears a relation to last year’s My Cousin Rachel, though it’s not quite so robustly stylised as Roger Michell’s film. Besides, Anderson says he was influenced by another Daphne du Maurier work, Rebecca (or at least Hitchcock’s adaptation of it). So, for all its messedup-family familiarit­y, it does feel like a major change for the director, into a fresh setting and genre that suit him well. DAN JOLIN

VERDICT Paul Thomas Anderson does gothic romance in prestige Brit picture style, eliciting a worthy final performanc­e from Daniel Day-lewis that’s admirably matched by newcomer Vicky Krieps.

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