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Monday, January 25, 2016

1MB On Film: NOMA: My Perfect Storm

NOMA: My Perfect Storm is a portrait of groundbreaking chef Rene Redzepi:  his cooking as his love letter to mother nature, built with an alphabet of local and foraged ingredients.  From his start as the target of derision in the culinary world, to head of the best restaurant in the world many times over, to the brink of possible ruin with a norovirus outbreak, to his climb back to the top, this film charts the tempestuous career and mind of Rene Redzepi as a force of nature that you can’t help but root for.


Official movie synopsis:

With automatic access to genius, René Redzepi plays with wilderness and interprets a forgotten edible world into a language we all understand. A modern ugly duckling, bullied by his peers, Redzepi found his home in the no man’s land and transformed into swan. Noma, My Perfect Storm is a creative journey into the mind of René Redzepi. How did he manage to revolutionise the entire world of gastronomy, inventing the alphabet and vocabulary that would infuse newfound pedigree to Nordic cuisine and establish a new edible world while radically changing the image of the modern chef? His story has the feel of a classic fairy tale: the ugly duckling transformed into a majestic swan, who now reigns over the realm of modern gourmet cuisine. But beneath the polished surface, cracks appear in the form of old wounds. 2013 stands as the worst year in René Redzepi’s career. We follow him as he fights his way back to the top, reinventing NOMA and reclaiming the title of best restaurant in the world in 2014 for the fourth time.

[Synopsis from noma-myperfectstorm.com]

 


There are many ways a documentary can approach its subject, when that subject centers around food: the easy tropes are hero overcoming adversity, or retracing career milestones embellished with a smattering of foodporn. Noma: My Perfect Storm doesn't break the mold, but writer-director Pierre Deschamps crafts its delivery in a way that is familiar yet balanced in its portrayal of Redzepi as genius and perfectionist-bully, and shining in its (counter?)structural mirroring of the analogy of Chef Redzepi's life as the perfect storm (from a Norwegian fisherman's tale) throughout the film: imperfect but powerful poetry, hewn from the same raw nature the chef embodies.

The film opens on an icy landscape, and Chef Redzepi ponders via voiceover, dining as philosophy, tied to time and place.  Humans are inseparable from their environment, and so are ingredients: "they belong to the seasons, they have a ripening process, they have their own temporal dimension".  Harvest and enjoying ingredients from the right place at the right time, results in not only a great dining experience (we all know the buzzwords that appear everywhere these days like "seasonal" and "farm to table') but truly gives diners a sense of where they are in the world, and to celebrate what they are eating as a way to understand that environment and culture at that specific point in time (and hopefully in doing so, also to think about how to consume in a responsible way).  Where Chef Redzepi trailblazed is in choosing to showcase Scandinavia, despite its terroir - known for being harsh and not produce friendly -  against all expectations to establish, in mentor Ferran Adria's words: "national culinary identity which they never had before."

We get a glimpse of eccentric local forager Roland Rittman, whose passion is to discover new ingredients in the wilderness of Denmark.  Chef Redzepi is clearly inspired, and passes this on to his team in the kitchen: he sees them as explorers of an edible planet. 


"As a cook, you’re creating a language….if that’s the case, then we need vocabulary, an alphabet to build sentences and paragraphs, and the ingredients are our letters.  The more letters we have, the more beautiful the prose." - Rene Redzepi

He encourages his staff to think about ingredients in new ways: and we hear the joy and wonder in his creative process: "omigod, it’s a cabbage...a vegetable...no, it’s a drink!"  Although, the film would have done better to offer deeper insights into a few highlighted dishes to better showcase this, especially since Redzepi moves on to use ingredients most people have never heard of, or that most chefs would never consider serving (like moss, or ants).  The 'why' and 'how' would be burning questions any viewer would have about Redzepi's specific creations / methods.

On balance, Deschamps does offer a glimpse at another side of Redzepi: one who drives his team to the brink, with the unreserved severity of a perfectionist who relentlessly and impatiently demands flawlessness from not only himself but everyone around him.  He also rips into traditions he finds objectionable, with vitriol: in his view, diners should focus on food and their connection to it, rather than the trappings of fine dining which do nothing in service of that (the requirement that waiters wear bowties, for example, was the target of expletive laden tirades).

But the intellectual paired with tradition-bucking approach was not well received in the beginning: back in 2003 when Noma first opened (with then 25-year old Redzepi at its helm), the gastronomic community did not understand nor accept his grandiose thinking, and particularly harsh critics branded his team with crushing monikers like "Seal-Fuckers".

Redzepi persisted.  He knew what it felt like to be an outsider, growing up as the son of a Macedonian muslim and Danish mother in Denmark.  He held firmly onto his vision to revolutionize Nordic cuisine, drawn from the land onto diners' plates: and success finally crossed the frozen tundra in 2010: when Noma won the prestigious #1 spot in the World's 50 Best Restaurants awards. 

And Noma won again, in 2011 and 2012.  Only for a norovirus to hit the restaurant the very next year, causing 60 diners to fall ill - and bringing chef Redzepi from the height of his career to a low from which they were not sure they would recover.  Would people be too afraid to continue to follow him along on the local, foraged food journey?  Or would they have to abandon the concept altogether?

In the moment of truth in 2014, the film aptly immerses viewers into the emotional whirlwind of the moments leading up to Noma's triumph: from Redzepi telling his team to "Go there, be good sports...I'm not expecting anything to happen" to first person style footage shot on cell phone as Rene and staff huddled anxiously together like an Olympic sports team to listen to award announcement countdowns, to the burst of pure joy and excitement as #2 was named...and the team realized that Noma will again take top honor.  

In his moment of triumphant redemption, Redzepi cannot forget his humble beginnings, and the cynics' words that stung so deeply but ultimately fueled so intensely his fire to succeed: 

"Guys, we did it! ...do you remember the opening years of Noma, how few people believed in us?...  They gave us funny names. We all remember the “seal fucker” but that didn’t bother us, it fucking killed us.  and look at us now...celebrated for all the experience.  Wood sorrel conquered caviar...You have to remember, that everything we’ve achieved today is by failing, or by how we handle the failures we stumble over daily.  We have to stay there, on the edge, right there, looking for our next move, playing like we have nothing, and nothing, to lose. The road is not paved in front of us...we want to be the ones laying the bricks... My dear Seal-Fuckers, thank you again, and let’s keep failing, together."

It is only in the final moments of the film, that we get to hear the perfect storm tale directly from Redzepi himself:

"A Perfect Storm is a storm in which the sky and the sea seems to flow together, and Ragnarök or the end of the world is around the corner.  Everything goes wrong, you’re about to give up, but you still continue even though your strength is almost exhausted.  The thing that keeps you going is that everything will calm down at one point.  All your instincts telling you, calm down, everything will be ok. That there is control in spite of everything...perfect analogy of my life at Noma"

It is an elegant close to this chapter in Redzepi's narrative: the film may not have any revelatory insights to offer, but what you come away with is more than a glimpse of one chef's path to success, but inspiration to persist in the face of forces that have every probability to deter / destroy.   To believe, and to persist - to keep moving and weather it through.

Outside of the documentary, news had been circulating that Noma will shutdown at the end of 2016, for a new incarnation with a new menu and an urban farm on property.  I for one hope to be fortunate enough to get to experience Noma in its current form, to capture this point in space and time, before it moves on with gale force.


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Noma: My Perfect Storm
Run time: 95 mins
1MB Rating: 3 bites (out of 5)
Available on iTunes, Amazon Instant Video, Google Play and video On Demand (check cable provider listings here)
And playing in select theaters: magpictures.com/noma
Likelihood of 2nd Helping?: 80%
 
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Saturday, May 26, 2012

1MB On Film: Movie Review: Joyful Reunion


Official movie synopsis:

People once said, love is like flavour; once you have a taste of it, you will never forget.
Wa'er's Father runs a well-known vegetarian restaurant in Hangzhou. Wa'er herself is a successful manager of a luxurious health resort. Her boyfriend, Zhang Quan, is a computer game designer from Taipei, who loves Wa'er but spends too much time in the virtual world. Zhang Quan's auntie, Apple, raised him like her own son. She's squandering her life in alcohol and nightclubs due to loneliness. In order to help his auntie get her life back on track, Zhang Quan takes her back to Hangzhou, which is also her hometown. Apple's arrival causes quite a stir in Zhang Quan and Wa'er's lives. After one incident, the tension between Wa'er and Zhang Quan explodes. The father is secretly planning on closing the restaurant due to his illness. Wa'er and her sister Xiao Lan decide to help their father fight the disease and keep the restaurant. Apple finds out the answer to the secret that she has kept for over fifty years. Because of the restaurant, the relationships of the two generations intertwines and bonds again.

[Synopsis courtesy of the Berlin International Film Festival]

Last week, I was excited to attend the US debut of Joyful Reunion, held on closing night of the LA Asian Film Fest at the CRV Cinemas in Koreatown. 

Marketing it as the sequel to Ang Lee's Eat Drink Man Woman was both necessary as an audience draw, and unfortunate in bringing its downfall for many, in my opinion. Joyful Reunion really only has the loosest ties to the first film in that they both use food as a centrifugal force and canvas for main characters to express suppressed emotion. Without the deft hand, quick wit and insightful commentary of the first, Joyful Reunion is not artful masterpiece, but not every movie has to be.  I found this one moving and entertaining nonetheless.  The cinematic equivalent of a surprisingly satisfying vegetarian meal, depending on your expectations going into it.

It definitely ruined my makeup, for good reason.  I loved the movie on many levels, despite some major narrative and character development flaws. 

It's only human to perceive the world through the lens of personal experience.  For me the film was all about the one woman.  I don't know if it was because I could see her as a Ghost of Christmas Future of sorts, or her character appealed as the most complex and best developed - more revelatory like a dragonfruit or rambutan than her namesake common household fare - but Apple was my favorite character in the movie. So I write this review with her as my focus.

You see what she is about in sections - in Taipei, Hangzhou: pre-dinner, Hangzhou: flashback and Hangzhou: post dinner - with vast differences in how she sees herself versus how each of the other characters see her, and each section leaves you with a different aftertaste.

When Apple first appears, you want to scorn everything about her - she's a 60-something dancing by herself in a tragi-comically vibrant outfit complete with ridiculous headphones at a club packed with 20-somethings, a club where she also drinks too much and flirts with a bartender who she's made her pseudo-family, who keeps and heats up leftovers in a lunchbox for her to eat at the counter. Her apartment is in as much disrepair as her life - clothes, even bras strewn everywhere in plain view for her nephew Zhang to see.  She goes against everything Asian kids know and expect of maternal figures: she doesn't care where Zhang sleeps, spends all night drinking and is still slurring words by morning.  She's a mess, and in a reversal of roles, it's her 30-something nephew Zhang Quan who must extract her from the toxic environment and persuade her to get her life back on track.

Zhang brings his train wreck aunt back to Hangzhou - where she also grew up - to meet his girlfriend Wa'er, and Apple is no more likeable there either. The overly vocal out of towner with crazy clown hair, when at a meal at Wa'er's father's beautiful, zen-like fine dining all vegetarian restaurant loudly critiques everything from the ridiculousness of a meatless restaurant, to portion size, to the 'fuss' taken with presentation and service. Vegetables, she says, are for poor people who couldn't afford anything else during the war.  She crashes Wa'er's workplace, a high-end, members-only resort spa, and insists on staying without paying.  She stirs up trouble for Wa'er when, upon hearing rumors of her being target of a workplace crush, she rushes to brashly confront the Chairman to shame him for hitting on her nephew's girlfriend.

But then we get a glimpse of a past, possibly beautiful life, when she crashes ballroom dance class and hits the floor like a pro - glowing with confidence, poise, joy and elegant sensuality (so frowned upon for older asian women!), gaining sudden admiration from employees and guests alike with her moves on the dock with the gwei lo at the lake, and anywhere else she could fit a dance or two (in between free massages, that is).  She starts to change, expressed outwardly with a new chic hairdo and more refined wardrobe. We learn that the moocher, the obnoxious negative nelly, might have a heart of gold - she raised Zhang as her own when her sister abandoned him - and the bond is clear in their familiarity - as in the playful scene where they try to call dibs on the only bed in his studio.

And then we see an unexpected flashback scene on the streets, when she is overwhelmed by a flood of memories of a lost love - and we get the clue of a possible tragic past, and pain not frivolity as cause for the state we found her at the beginning of the movie.  Yet she looked so young in the flashbacks, what could have sustained the pain over 40+ years?

[Spoiler alert]
When we finally see Wa'er's father and Apple together at that final dinner, after Zhang and Wa'er had already broken up and Apple makes a last ditch effort to repair the relationship - Chef Tang recognizes Apple immediately (she was the one he had been dreaming of her all these years, savoring every moment he had with her).  Apple has no idea who he is...until she tastes the dish he created for her.  A rustic dish - I can't remember what was in it now, but apparently it was so unique and amazing that one taste and she knew it was the love of her life, from so long ago - they met while he apprenticed for the same chef, and were separated when he was pulled into the war (cue flashback of her blunt and now ironic statement from her first visit to the restaurant! cue realization that he only cooks vegetarian to hang onto memories of his love back in that village so long ago - where they were poor and life was simple but they were happy!). 

Unable to process this after all these decades apart - they each run off with their kids in tow.  Chef Tang had been diagnosed with Alzheimers earlier in the film, and was planning on closing the restaurant - this was literally his last service, and she waltzes back into his life just as he is on the cusp of losing it (in memories).

I love that in the end, Apple realizes she's spent a wasted life repressing thoughts of young Tang, and now so many years later they finally find each other and come to admit that they've spent their whole lives missing the other, and reunite just before he loses grip on his memories. Very unrealistically, she's the only one he continues to remember past that point - he can't remember his daughters, but he remembers his beloved Apple, and I love that with another glimpse into that heart of gold we see that she stays to care for him and enjoy what remains of their time together.  We're supposed to get that they are the best, though damaged, versions of themselves with each other.
[End spoiler]

There are many criticisms of the film from its lotus root like plot and soap opera style character constructs. The flashbacks are somewhat drawn out and cliched.  Some of the comedy feels forced. There isn't any reference to Chef Tang - with his seeming wealth - doing more to track down the love of his life all these decades.  You do get some nice vegetarian food porn shots in the movie though.

The other men who serve as love interests are all pretty much two dimensional. You get some sense Zhang the videogame designer is a good person, afterall, he is a critical part of the plot device to care for his aunt by bringing her to Hangzhou. In a puppy love move, he does model his lead game character after his girlfriend, the radiant, captivatingly capable Wa'er.

The little sister. a caricature of the immature, good-time girl - and her boyfriend who's a fun partner on that ride until a silly misunderstanding - don't add anything to the film either.

Aside from Apple, Wa'er was the only other character to offer anything of emotional interest on screen - she starts off just the girlfriend, to a broken-hearted daughter and career woman who realizes her personal vulnerabilities, and comes into her own in terms of knowing what she wants and needs out of her partner, and learning that she deserves to receive it.  And that she is strong enough to stand on her own, if she doesn't get that.  But that the man who is always there for her - it doesn't matter if she can't give her heart to him - you can't help who you love.

In all its elements the movie seems to say that all the flavors: bitter, sweet, sour, spicy - these all flavor life. It's all in what you decide to do with it.

All in all, if I had to sum this film up in a cliched soundbite: it's sort of like the Asian version of Like Water for Chocolate meets The Notebook. All three, at their core, were about a love so strong that it can withstand life.  And all that you go through in it - is what gives it flavor, color and texture.  And it's like Babette's Feast somewhat in its message about embracing those around us because you will never get to truly know who they are if you only focus on the surface or things that ire you.  In the end, you leave with hope that with some measure of luck and destiny, all will end up as it was meant to be.  This isn't a very cerebral film, but a moving one. Is it cheesy or trite or wrong?  So be it - I'm in that frame of mind right now.

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1MB Rating: 3.5 bites (out of 5)
Screening date: May 17th, 2012
Los Angeles Asia Pacific Film Fest site: laapff.festpro.com
Likelihood of 2nd Helping?: 90% (whenever there's another screening or it gets distribution!)
 
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Monday, December 5, 2011

1MB On Film: Movie Review: El Bulli: Cooking in Progress



Official movie synopsis:  For six months of the year, renowned Spanish chef Ferran Adrià closes his restaurant El Bulli — repeatedly voted the world's best — and works with his culinary team to prepare the menu for the next season. An elegant, detailed study of food as avant-garde art, EL BULLI: COOKING IN PROGRESS is a rare inside look at some of the world's most innovative and exciting cooking; as Adrià himself puts it, "the more bewilderment, the better!"

Ceci n'est pas un pomme ("this is not an apple") - says a famous painting of an apple by surrealist artist René Magritte.  It was part of a fantastic collection that challenged perceptions of reality, images, words and meaning (it wasn't an apple, it was a painting of one...you can look but cannot taste - but wait, what is our definition of apple anyway?). 

The same could be said of El Bulli: Cooking in Progress, a documentary whose ostensible purpose was to provide a rare look at the work (food as avant-garde art) of founding father of molecular gastronomy, Chef Ferran Adrià, for the world renowned three-Michelin-starred restaurant perched in a remote seaside villa outside Barcelona.  It purports to be about the extraordinary food and creative process, but of course/alas, it cannot provide a fulfilling re-creation / satisfying simulation of it.  Unlike the ingenious subject of its study (Ferran Adrià), the "this is not a food porn" movie was, to most people in the audience at our screening, frustratingly underwhelming - and not for the expected reason that the movie was showing us fantastic food that is unattainable to most.

For years El Bulli mesmerized media and food lovers alike with its 30-course meals full of spectacular surprises, with dishes the culinary world had never seen, and fielded two million reservations requests per year, until it closed its doors this past summer.  I wanted to see the movie to torture myself with a glimpse of live vicariously through it, the infamous (€250 / ~$350 per person) El Bulli dinner, with the inventive, provocative and artistic creations of Chef Adrià, that I probably could have never afforded and now will definitely never get to experience.

Monday, May 23, 2011

1MB On Film: Movie Review: Jiro Dreams of Sushi



Official movie synopsis:
"In the basement of a Tokyo office building, 85 year old sushi master Jiro Ono works tirelessly in his world renowned restaurant, Sukiyabashi Jiro. As his son Yoshikazu faces the pressures of stepping into his father's shoes and taking over the legendary restaurant, Jiro - san relentlessly pursues his lifelong quest to create the perfect piece of sushi."

Jiro Dreams of Sushi is a beautiful documentary and portrait of Jiro Ono, the oldest chef ever to win the highly coveted honor of 3 Michelin stars, and who is recognized by the Japanese government as a national treasure.  This past Thursday, I was lucky enough to attend the screening held at the Japanese American National Museum courtesy of CAPE (Coalition of Asian Pacifics in Entertainment).

With some of the world's best sushi as its focus, the film is unquestionably first and foremost a feast for the senses, with stunning almost voyeuristic shots of glistening fish gracefully pressed over rice, nori swept over open grill, all to a soaring score by Phillip Glass.

But on closer inspection, at its core, the film is a story of everyday transcendence - of the triumph of will against circumstance and time, of passion and tireless pursuit of perfection; a balanced look at the man behind the legend - Jiro not only as sushi master, but as father, son, and mortal.  The film also takes you on a thought provoking journey - with one amazingly accomplished man and how he and his sons conduct their lives with an eye towards his inevitable passing.

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