Wednesday, December 12, 2007

61 Cheval Blanc

If you've seen the movie Sideways, then you're aware that Miles is very much a wine connoisseur. If you haven't, Miles is a wine connoisseur. But what happens when the expert attacks the beliefs of those with a less refined palate?
Jack: If they want to drink Merlot, we're drinking Merlot.
Miles Raymond: No, if anyone orders Merlot, I'm leaving. I am NOT drinking any fucking Merlot!
This exchange was an affront to Joanne. She likes Merlot!

As for the movie, I liked it better than I thought. By that, I mean I (we) enjoyed it. We got it cheap at Target, making it an impulse buy. I knew it was about a wine tasting trip and got good critical reviews, but wasn't as well received by a general audience, a divide in which I'm rarely on the side of the former. I haven't really thought about it too critically yet, but it passed a main test of keeping us entertained, and the Miles-Maya wine exchange in the middle is gold, as is the recovery scene.

And no, it didn't inspire me to try and acquire a taste for wine. It might spark some interest in Joanne to explore non-merlots though.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I would be scared for your liver if you decided to pursue an interest in wine. The parallels to electronics gear are striking:

there is way more supply than any reasonable person can expect to sample (although you would try, hence my hepatic concerns);

there is an endless stream of "expert" commentary to tell you what you *should* prefer;

while there are plenty of products generally acknowledged to be "better" or "worse" the incremental difference between any two similar products is likely to be beyond the differential capacity of all but the most attuned expert to notice;

all the hoopla surrounding the way you are supposed to shop for, and respond to, the products interferes with the basic premise of the product itself, which is that you should be enjoying yourself when you use it.

If you are buying wine as an investor (and there are those who do - fascinating article in the New Yorker a while back about counterfeit wine selling for millions of dollars) you darn well better understand all the hoopla. But if you just want to drink some wine, drink what you like.

That being said, enjoyment is often enhanced by understanding, and thus begins the oenophile's dilemma.