Hard Eight is the debut film from Paul Thomas Anderson, who not directed but wrote the script. It confirms his talent, promise and extreme confidence as a filmmaker. This is a Vegas film with a difference tackling the dark undercurrent of the Strip, a film that keeps you guessing until the very end. A great cast seem to enjoy the dialogue and style employed by Anderson, with long takes continuing beyond the norm. Hard Eight has been overlooked by many, do check it out.
Some directors burst onto the scene with fireworks; others with a quiet shuffle of cards across a Reno table. Hard Eight does the latter, and it’s all the more impressive for its restraint. Philip Baker Hall anchors the film with a granite performance, turning minimal gestures into riveting presence, while John C. Reilly, Gwyneth Paltrow, and a twitchy Samuel L. Jackson orbit him with unexpected warmth and menace.
Paul Thomas Anderson’s debut already shows the instincts of a master—lingering on silences, glances, and the weight of conversation rather than empty theatrics. The dialogue snaps with wit and edge, often more compelling than the gambler’s tale beneath it, and the characters give the film its pulse. Even if the story is spare, the craft and performances make it sing. Not a jackpot, but a winning hand that announced Anderson was here to stay.