Still sore today. OK, it's official, I really did over-do it on Monday. Heading to the gym now, so we'll see how it goes.
The purity of grown vegetables and fruits in the Italian countryside has a part to play in this melodramatic, well-acted film. It really made careful food preparation, and fresh produce, and refined dining a showcase. It was very Italian , very beautiful, and very un-gluttonous. It made food, real food, unprocessed food, food not made by machines, nor people with hairnets and gloves, but rather humans passionate about growing and cultivating their food -- it made plant-based food (and flora and fauna) the height of beauty, and for that, I really enjoyed it. But, in the end, I thought it just had too many questions. A beautifully shot film should not leave a reasonably educated person saying, "So, what was in that note he sent his mother?" And "Wait, you mean they didn't know she was pregnant?" And, "Oh, you think he was in love with the chef too, no way!?" FYI - Hardly spoilers, so don't sweat it!