Have you ever seen that movie, City of Angels. With Meg Ryan and Nicholas Cage? If you haven't, you must see it. It is wonderful. There's a scene in the movie where Nick is asking Meg to tell him what a pear tastes like. It goes something like this:
Seth: "What's that like? What's it taste like? Describe it like Hemingway."
Maggie: "Well, it tastes like a pear. You don't know what a pear tastes like?"
Seth: "I don't know what a pear tastes like to you."
Maggie: "Sweet, juicy, soft on your tongue, grainy like a sugary sand that dissolves in your mouth. How's that?"
Seth: "It's perfect."
Well I was talking to my friend, Will, today while sipping a fabulous Starbucks' Iced Caramel Machiato. To my surprise he just randomly asks me "What does that taste like?"
I gave him an annoyed look and replied skeptically "Like a Caramel Machiato. I know you've had a Caramel Machiato before."
He laughed. "Yes, but I want to know what it tastes like to you."
I giggled remembering the City of Angels scene and told him he watches too much tv. He agreed but insisted I tell him what it tasted like anyway.
Here's what I came up with:
Icy, crisp, like a torrent of bitterness followed almost immediately by a creamy rivulets of sweetness that flow into your mouth like a soft, monsoon rain, filling you with pleasure.
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well, i think the world of both writers. yet i'd love a beer and shot with norman...a crouisant (and pear) with ernest:-).
How about the Cinnamon Dolce Latte's:
Spicy but comforting, with a hint of exotica...wraps you in a sweet blanket and runs through your limbs like sluggish muted fire.
*fans herself*
i heart starbucks
Jihaan, nothing beats Virginia Madsen's performance in Sideways. Meg Ryan can go pluck hairs off of a polar bear.
KR, it doesn't matter if it's Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts or 7/11, it just has to be yummy to you. :)
Enoch, that is one of the worst movies I've ever seen!
Seriously, you're not the only one who rags on Sideways. Many of my Brooks buddies and filmmaker friends dis anything with Payne's name on it.
Thomas Hayden Church's playboy. So, you have Giamatti the lead, but you have Church as the sidekick—and he was good enough to be the lead, which makes him a very competent sidekick.
The scene where Madsen's character discusses the gentle aging of wine with Giamatti's character was one of the most beautifully shot scenes I have ever laid mine eyes upon, a scene only outdone by Prior Walter's transformation sequence in Angels in America. All the jokes cracked in Sideways, including Sandra Oh's smart-ass Stephanie, didn't let me keep the burger I was eating down. Payne's writing partner, Jim Taylor, can be blamed for some of the movie's snarky attitude. But its sophistication just blows away its competition (comedy category only). Far, far away.
And, since "City of Angels" was the film that started this, I have to ask if you've seen "Wings of Desire" the film "City of Angels" was adapted from. It is pointless for me to compare the two since they are so very different in tone, style and intention. Nonetheless, I think anyone who really loves film should see "Wings of Desire". Be prepared for deliberate pacing and subtitles. Oh, and a true cinematic wonder.
Besides City of Angels and Sideways are so different. Maybe it's not the movies themselves but the type of movies that we disagree on.
Also, I saw Virginia on a path in Brackendale. I think we had a moment.
That's a girl-to-girl moment, Enoch.
Thanks to Jihaan for kicking off these spirited exchanges.
"Sweet, brown bubbles fill your mouth with a cold heat and dance a tarantella on the tongue, then race down your throat exploding like fireworks along the way leaving only a cool shadow fizz to gather in your stomach, like the ghosts of spent fireworks in the sky."
As to "Sideways," it was the most boring movie I've ever sat through. There were a few (very few) funny bits, but ... it's not worth wasting words on this movie! I guess it's good someone enjoyed it.
Wow. You come so close - for language, which is so imperpect. I sit drinking a reisling wine, and I can't do that -
wet, crisp with a slight sting like the first time you admitted you loved someone, subtle - without to much sweatness, and just enough bitterness to hope thats it and there is no pain to follow.