An utterly shocking movie that leaves you breathless in the end, with the dread realization you will remember this vivid bloody horror for ages to come.
Ralph Fiennes is a master class in depicting a master chef with legendary abilities as a master manipulator. It is mesmerizing to see how strong the hold of such a genius personality can be, especially given the lengths to which people known and unknown will go to please him and fulfill his dark visions. But ultimately he remains vulnerable to the machinations of a chef, to the desire to please his patron.
Anya Taylor-Joy knocks it out of the park with a powerful performance or a will as strong as the antagonist, with the brilliant imagination and wit necessary to outthink and outmaneuver the horrors of the night. In the end, her attention to detail and honesty matter the most, I have such high hopes for this actor.
Overall the movie is a play on the inherent hypocrisy and overblown hubris of the world of fine dining. What is fine food, how is it defined, is it a construct of deified critics or is it a natural evolution of basic human desires? What is the ultimate performance of culinary art, where the diners and dined become one, where the cooks and critics merge? This dark journey will leave you slightly broken and not hungry at all.
Ralph Fiennes is a master class in depicting a master chef with legendary abilities as a master manipulator. It is mesmerizing to see how strong the hold of such a genius personality can be, especially given the lengths to which people known and unknown will go to please him and fulfill his dark visions. But ultimately he remains vulnerable to the machinations of a chef, to the desire to please his patron.
Anya Taylor-Joy knocks it out of the park with a powerful performance or a will as strong as the antagonist, with the brilliant imagination and wit necessary to outthink and outmaneuver the horrors of the night. In the end, her attention to detail and honesty matter the most, I have such high hopes for this actor.
Overall the movie is a play on the inherent hypocrisy and overblown hubris of the world of fine dining. What is fine food, how is it defined, is it a construct of deified critics or is it a natural evolution of basic human desires? What is the ultimate performance of culinary art, where the diners and dined become one, where the cooks and critics merge? This dark journey will leave you slightly broken and not hungry at all.