There's not much more I can say to add to the review on the opening page, but I can point out some of the thematic elements that make this film mindblowing. It has no plot, no central point, no real purpose or depth as far as that goes, but it's art at its best. The film raises issues about what it means to be a father, a daughter, a son. What does it mean to be a wife or a mother, and what happens when a woman finds her responsibilities as both in conflict with one another? What happens to the kid who never gets his promising future? What does one focus on in the moments before death? What is love, anyway? What happens when we've been down so long we can't understand the opportunities before us? The film (and if anything on this site deserves to be called a film and not a movie, it is Magnolia) deals with guilt and reconciliation and the nature of relationships, be they marriage or simple attraction. While I left the theater not feeling particularly enlightened or enriched about my life, I can not deny that I have been able to think about little other than Magnolia for the last four hours. What an incredible film...