Bottle Shock
Crit
I guess it's probably impossible to avoid a cheesy wine metaphor, so let's say that while the trailer suggested this would be a slightly fizzy table wine, in fact it strives for the complexity of a premier grand cru. It shoulda stayed in the carafe.
The love story is lame, the father-son story is trite, the climactic blind tasting is anticlimactic even if you don't know the true story on which the film is based. The best chemistry is not between the blandly blond Rachael Taylor and Chris Pine or between Taylor and Freddy Rodríguez but between Alan Rickman and Dennis Farina--let's get those boys together again soon. But by far the best thing about the film is the erotically tender aerial cinematic caress of the vines of Napa and Sonoma--those shots are the ones that made me thirsty.
So what did you think, Doctor Debs?
Trailers
- Nobel Son--Rickman as an asshole again--a really toxic one, in this case, being scammed by the son who justifiably hates him. Maybe.
- The Lucky Ones--Planes, Trains and Automobiles, only serious, and with demobilized soldiers (Tim Robbins, Rachel McAdams, and Michael Peña. Doubtful.
- Rachel Getting Married--I must apologize: in yesterday's post I reported having seen an unmemorable trailer for this while on vacation; I don't know where that came from, but today I really did see a trailer for it, and it looks very promising--it could do for Anne Hathaway what Pieces of April did for Katie Holmes: convince us (incorrectly, in Holmes's case, it seems) that she really can act.
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