It is a work of such deep and masterful genius — nary a false move or misstep in the entire 2 1/2 hours — just a pure naturally unfolding examination of the unbridled Id in conflict with ego and superego on the battlefield of a developing spiritual discipline and embryonic cult. Joaquin Phoenix is so completely transformed I wonder if there is anything left of the actor by the same name. Hoffman and Amy Adams equally so. I can’t imagine any one in the film industry walking out of it because I think it may well may change cinematic storytelling theory from here on. I know it has for me.