This movie is like a dream. Provence is always under the sun, peasants are poets, and people just have the good life, always drinking wine (without becoming alcoholic nor fat of course) and eating like kings... I forgot, waitresses are like goddess! But, reality check: in France, we have winters, autumn, ugly people... wine making is also a technical job, and even in Provence, we don't live like we are in 1946 !!!! So even if this movie is not so bad, I can assure you that it's full of clichés! I liked the part of the story which was about materialism, and choices you have to make in your life... but this film can't be a great one when it's based on the "cliche" that every french real estate man would like to provide to it's English customers.
But can we expect an privileged urban American to really understand and put into images le "terroir"? Maybe should we be indulgent, thinking that Scott has done it's best and that after all it's not so bad..
But can we expect an privileged urban American to really understand and put into images le "terroir"? Maybe should we be indulgent, thinking that Scott has done it's best and that after all it's not so bad..