The Hassan family, who had fled from India, accidentally stayed in the French town of Lumiere because of a damaged car brake. They opened an Indian restaurant here. Opposite it was Mrs. Mallory’s French restaurant for more than 20 years. Two buildings, one road, two cultures. On one side are Indian beauty and the fragrance of curry, on the other side are the classics of French cuisine and the elegance of French women.
The two cultures inevitably collided at the beginning, and the heads of the two families pressed on each other step by step, looking for each other's flaws, and hitting each other severely. From buying the ingredients needed by the other party to music disturbing the people, the film shows the two people tit-for-tat at a fast pace, like a small farce with a tight rhythm. If you think about it carefully, the two seem to be friends with each other. According to legend, love starts from hating each other. Such quarrels herald the fusion of the relationship between the two in the future. The stubborn old Indian man who refuses to cross the road will eventually take this step. In the second half of the movie, he called this crazy French woman, and then, like a bee, was attracted by the fragrance of flowers. This metaphor was too elegant and not strong enough. It should be a cheetah smelling of blood, so that there would be an emotional outburst. He crossed the road and met a French woman who was already waiting. The two danced happily, and the gap between the two cultures gradually disappeared.
It is this French woman who first stretched out her kind hand. Although the years have been infested, elegance is still her true color. She is slim and delicate. The praise God sends to a woman should suit her. In addition to her appearance, she is inherently tough and gentle. It is also part of the charm. She supported the restaurant left by her husband, took charge of the kitchen with cold face, and smiled at all the guests. When the young and energetic young man intended to violently drive away visitors from India, she gently reprimanded and fired the young man who was the chef. She has her style of acting, which is the kind of tolerance of the French. On rainy days, she personally wipes the swearing graffiti on the outer walls of Indian restaurants. The rain makes the whole person a little embarrassed, but it can't change the elegant background.
Of course, there is another French woman in the movie. She is young and has clear and bright eyes. She is most beautiful when riding a bicycle on a country road. Behind him is the picturesque scenery, and in the middle is the beauty who walked out of the painting, without heavy makeup and light, light and easy.
Two generations, two cultures, gradually become familiar with food through the needle. The theme of the movie was messy in the last thirty minutes, and the theme became Hasan's return trip. Although the mother's soul theory about food was prepared at the beginning, there was still no way to make it clear in just half an hour, just a few strokes.
The spice box left by his mother is the most important intention. He represents not forgetting the original taste and the root of standing.
The important thing is not how to do it, but where to grow. This is the answer Hasan got when he asked about the cooking method of the one he missed.
Go back, go back. In Paris, the fireworks are in full bloom, and the lonely Hasan is at the end of the lively crowd.
In the end, Hasan returned to the French town. The camera was again aimed at the colorful vegetable market. The green and red peppers are shining brightly, and the mushrooms are waiting for the tasting of the beloved. The green vegetables are crisp and bright... This scene echoes the mother's soul theory.
In the end, Hasan returned. He picked up the stone and knocked on his lover's window. The two embraced each other. The small morning light in the small town made the background of this splendid incident.
The reunion finale, I feel a little bit less aftertaste, I still wonder why "Julie and Julia", why Julia rejected Julie's request, this is my dullness, but also aftertaste.
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