It’s the rare artist whose talents truly justify use of the term “oeuvre.” Rarer still is the artist whose totes justified oeuvre ranges from tales of crazed oil barons to tragic porn stars to professional gamblers to Adam Sandler actually managing to act well. Punch-Drunk Cinema, running for four days at the Brattle, catalogs the so far brief-but-stunning career of The Master filmmaker Paul Thomas Anderson. And, for the record, the penis was fake. No, no, the one in Boogie Nights.
[Sat. 10.20.12 - Wed. 10.24.12. 40 Brattle St., Harvard Sq., Cambridge. times vary/18+/prices vary. @BrattleTheatre. brattlefilm.org]