REEL ADVICE
Tastes of heaven
Fri. August 8, 2014 12:00 AM
by Gregg Shapiro
Like Gillian Robespierre's Obvious Child, What If (CBS Films/eOne) is a funny and touching rom-com for millennials. Based on a play by T. J. Dawe, the Toronto-set What If is bracketed by parties. At the first party, awkward but adorable med school dropout-turned-manual writer Wallace (Daniel Radcliffe) meets animated animator Chantry (Zoe Kazan), the cousin of host Allan (Adam Driver). Wallace, recovering from a bad break-up lives in his sister Ellie's (Jemima Rooper) attic, where he can often be found on the roof gazing at the heavens. A somewhat more stable Chantry lives with Ben (Rafe Spall), her UN lawyer boyfriend of five years. A farewell party for Chantry, who has accepted a work-related transfer to Taiwan, and a wedding (not telling whose) make up the closing party bracket.
In between, we observe as Wallace and Chantry make an effort to become friends without putting unnecessary sexual strain on their relationship. How do you think that works out for them? Allan and new girlfriend/fiancé/bride Nicole (Mackenzie Davis) are of little or no help (see the campfire/beach scene) to the mixed gender pals. Chantry's younger sister Dalia (Megan Park) almost means well, but alas she too comes up short when it comes to advising Chantry in matters of the heart and the head. But what fun it is to watch the two of them go through changes as they face the challenges.
What If is a little heavy on the physical and gross-out comedy. Ben falls out of a window; Wallace goes down a flight of stairs. There's a lot of bodily function talk, a choking/Heimlich scene and a whole bit involving a Fool's Gold Loaf (go ahead, Google it) and Elvis Presley. Nevertheless, What If is refreshing, silly and sexy. Radcliffe holds his own as a leading man and isn't afraid of a butt shot. Kazan is as charming as ever.
Here's a bit of advice before you go see the new Lasse Hallström movie The Hundred-Foot Journey (Touchstone/DreamWorks). Don't see it on an empty stomach. A feast for both the eyes and the belly, The Hundred-Foot Journey is the feel good/tastes good movie of the season.
Co-produced by Steven Spielberg and Oprah Winfrey, based on the novel by Richard C. Morais, The Hundred-Foot Journey comes across as a comeback for Hallström who seemed to have lost his footing in recent years. It's a movie in the tradition of The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and Big Night, featuring clashing adults, competing dining destinations and chaos, as well as inevitable romance.
Hassan (the gorgeous Manish Dayal), his Papa (Oma Puri), two brothers and two sisters, arrive in a small village in the French countryside after being exiled from Mumbai and spending a year in London (under the Heathrow flight path). A van breakdown brake incident allows for Hassan and sous chef Marguerite (Charlotte Le Bon) to meet cute (it's an international rom-com, kids!) before they discover they are going to be competitors. In spite of Hassan's resistance, Papa went out and bought the abandoned restaurant across the road from the Michelin-starred restaurant run by the stuffy and fussy Madame Mallory (Helen Mirrent) where Marguerite is employed.
After initially being dismissed as a joke, Mallory realizes that Maison Mumbai could spell trouble for her eating establishment; especially after she gets a taste of Hassan's cooking (he's been studying the art of French cooking and adding his own Indian flourishes). There is a buffet of conflict, including Mallory and Papa's personal war, as well as shocking racially-motivated violence. But the laughs and goo-goo eyes, including those between Mallory and Papa, are as plentiful as a feast. Hassan passes Mallory's omelet test and is hired away to help her earn her second Michelin star. From there, Hassan hits the heights in Paris. Of course, he misses his family, Marguerite and the life he left behind. Can you guess what he does?
Even at its most predictable, The Hundred-Foot Journey is filling and nourishing. It's the kind of pleasing movie that can satisfy just about any craving.