If there is a cult theme here, it’s the cult of Paul Thomas Anderson; devotees so enamored by the excellent cinematography and intense performances in The Master that they believe there must be something more to it all. The Master isn’t a complex film, but appears as such due to its vague, diametrically opposed themes that float by and are never given enough focus to apply to the film as a whole, or downright contradict any interpretation in ways that don’t add depth but only prove no concept was fully baked.