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The wine is poured into a glass, the gains and losses are the taste
Doris 2022-01-19 08:01:09
I saw this movie on the recommendation of the company’s boss. As I was engaged in wine work, I forced myself to memorize 61 winery names and 37 winery history, culture and terroir types not long ago. When I saw the movie "Damage to Wine", I was very interested in Latour, White Horse, and Astur in the movie. Not so unfamiliar, this film revolves around the sensational historical event that California white wine defeated many French wines in a blind tasting in 1976. And an emotional story of father and son that is not true and fictitious. However, after watching this film, I felt a very peaceful touch, and I am in awe of the wine practitioners in the United States and even France all over the world, just like Jim said in the film: making wine It is an arduous and long process, and it takes failure to succeed step by step. It is conceivable that French wine dreamers who lived in the 1970s and beyond have experienced much sadness and poverty under the damage of the French Revolution and the freezing damage of mold in the 1970s. They really love wine to the point that it cannot be measured by money. I really like a sentence in the film: when good wine is poured into a glass, both gain and loss are the taste. A glass of good wine has experienced historical changes and successes and failures together with the winemakers. In my opinion, Stephen, played by Uncle AR, is a great man. Although he made a mistake, he saved the fate of California wine in the United States. Such a piece of history should be eulogized, and it also needs more touching and applause.
Extended Reading
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Jim Barrett: Why don't I like you?
Steven Spurrier: Because you think I'm an arsehole. And I'm not, really. I'm just British and, well... you're not.
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[first lines]
Bo Barrett: [voice-over during a vineyard pan] It wasn't always like this. Before Paris, people didn't drink our wine. I mean, my friends did. But you could hardly consider their palates discerning...
Bo Barrett: Hell, we were farmers... sort of...
[pan to empty bottles of Montelena label and several early twenties/late teens smoking hookah]