Starring: Daniel Day-Lewis, Lesley Manville, Vicky Krieps, Richard Graham
OUR RATING: ★★★★☆
Period drama written and directed by Paul Thomas Anderson. Set in London’s couture world in the 1950’s, Phantom Thread follows renowned dressmaker Reynolds Woodcock (Daniel Day-Lewis), and his sister Cyril (Lesley Manville), who are at the center of British fashion, dressing royalty, movie stars, heiresses, socialites, debutants and dames with the distinct style of The House of Woodcock. Women come and go through Woodcock’s life, providing the confirmed bachelor with inspiration and companionship, until he comes across a young, strong-willed woman, Alma (Vicky Krieps), who soon becomes a fixture in his life as his muse and lover. Once controlled and planned, he finds his carefully tailored life disrupted by love.
Our Favorite Quote:
Reynolds Woodcock: You can sew almost anything into the canvass of a coat. When I was a boy I started to hide things in the linings of the garments, things that only I knew were there, secrets.
Alma: Good morning.
Reynolds Woodcock: Will you have dinner with me?
Alma: [pauses] Yes.
Reynolds Woodcock: [to Alma] I feel as though I’ve been looking for you for a very long time.
Reynolds Woodcock: [to Alma] You look beautiful, very beautiful.
Reynolds Woodcock: [to Alma] There are things I want to do, things I simply cannot do without you.
Alma: Reynolds has made my dreams come true and I have given him what he desires most in return.
Alma: [to Reynolds] Why are you not married?
Reynolds Woodcock: [to Alma] I think it’s the expectations and assumptions of others that cause heartache.
Reynolds Woodcock: [referring to Alma] Her arrival has cast a very long shadow.
Johanna: [to Reynolds, referring to Alma] She’s barely looked at you this evening, has she?
Cyril Woodcock: [to Alma] May I warn you of something, my brother can feel cursed, that love is doomed for him.
Alma: I don’t like the fabric.
Reynolds Woodcock: Maybe one day you’ll change your taste.
Alma: Maybe I like my own taste.
Reynolds Woodcock: Just enough to get you in trouble.
Alma: Perhaps I’m looking for trouble.
Reynolds Woodcock: Stop!
Reynolds Woodcock: There is an air of quiet death in this house.
Alma: You’re not cursed, you’re loved by me! Stop playing this game?
Reynolds Woodcock: What game? What precisely is the nature of my game?
Alma: All your rules and your clothes and all this money and everything is a game!
Reynolds Woodcock: This was an ambush.
Reynolds Woodcock: Were you sent here to ruin my evening and possibly my entire life?
Alma: Stop it!
Reynolds Woodcock: I feel as if I’ve been looking for you for a very long time.
Alma: You found me. Whatever you do, do it carefully.
Alma: Reynolds has made my dreams come true, and I have given him what he desires most in return.
Man: And what’s that?
Alma: Every piece of me.
Man: He’s a very demanding man, isn’t he? It must be quite a challenge to be with him.
Alma: Yes, maybe he’s the most demanding man.
Alma: If you want to have a staring contest with me you will lose.
Reynolds Woodcock: Oh, shut up, Cyril.
Cyril: Oh, no. You can shut right up. Don’t pick a fight with me. You certainly won’t come out alive. I’ll go right through you, and it’ll be you who ends up on the floor. Understood?
Reynolds Woodcock: It’s comforting to think the dead are watching over the living. I don’t find that spooky at all.
Reynolds Woodcock: Marriage would make me deceitful, and I don’t ever want that.
Reynolds Woodcock: The tea is going out. The interruption is staying right here with me.
Alma: I want you flat on your back. Helpless. Tender. Open. With only me to help. And then I want you strong again. You’re not going to die. You might wish you were going to die, but you’re not going to. You need to settle down a little.
Reynolds Woodcock: Kiss me, my girl, before I’m sick.