I don't know quite how to put into words the wonder of the experience I just had watching "Punch-Drunk Love." Jesse thinks that it sucks. I'm going to have to respectfully and vehmently disagree. I love P.T. Anderson. I love Philip Seymour Hoffman. Hell, I even love Emily Watson. I don't love Adam Sandler. In fact, I pretty much loathe him. Okay, so "The Waterboy" was a guilty pleasure. Sue me. I was worried that his casting, an obvious attempt for mainstream success by P.T., would ruin this film. Well, it succeeds despite his presence.

If you're looking for a film with a linear plot that makes a lot of sense you should certainly look elsewhere. This film makes Anderson's last effort, "Magnolia," look like "Happy Gilmore." Even I had a hard time buying most of the storyline. However, I found it to be a delightful film. Visually it's fully of whimsy and surrealism, certainly two elements of every film Anderson has made. The score from Jon Brion, best known for his work with Aimee Mann and P.T.'s girlfriend Fiona Apple, is wonderfully and beautifully subtle. The pacing is not unlike a turtle but, to me, it allows time to bask in some of the quirkier elements.

I don't even know how to begin to describe the plot so I shan't attempt to. Watson and Hoffman are, as usual, brilliant. Sandler is just quirky enough that he pulls it off. I would have preferred to see Hoffman as the protagonist as I think he would have been perfect for the part. However, Sandler holds his own and surely sells some additional tickets (to some pretty baffled fans, I'm sure).

To quote two teenage girls after the movie, "Okay. That was weird." Yup.