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THE TASTE OF THINGS
March 9 - March 24
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Sat, March 9 at 6:15 ♦ Sun, March 10 at 6:15 ♦ IU Radio & Television Theater
Sat, March 16 at 4pm and 7pm ♦ Sun, March 17 at 4pm ♦ IU Fine Arts Theater
Sat, March 23 at 2pm♦ Sun, March 24 at 2pm ♦ IU Radio & Television Theater
1885. Peerless cook Eugenie (Juliette Binoche) has worked for the famous gourmet Dodin (Benoît Magimel) for the last 20 years. As time went by, the practice of gastronomy and mutual admiration turned into a romantic relationship. Their association gives rise to dishes, one more delicious than the next, that confound even the world’s most illustrious chefs. But Eugenie is fond of her freedom and has never wanted to marry Dodin. So, he decides to do something he has never done before: cook for her.
Directed by Tran Anh Hung, The Taste of Things was France’s submission to this year’s Academy Awards (selected over Academy of a Fall)
You might enjoy this interview with Juliette Binoche
The Taste of Things is at once a delight for all five senses and an affecting drama of a relationship, as idiosyncratic as all loving ones are. Lingering on the tongue like a sip of Châteauneuf-du-Pape, the film leaves one feeling a little drunk, desperately hungry and entirely alive. – Wall Street Journal
Neither the meals depicted nor the viewing experience should be rushed. Time is needed for the ingredients of the film to achieve a simmered state of perfection. Your patience will be rewarded. – Film Threat
When I first watched “The Taste of Things” at this year’s Cannes Film Festival, I was surrounded by a delightfully vocal audience. The oohing and ahhing was ubiquitous and, apparently, a visceral response, similar to what is elicited by beholding Monet’s water lilies. Savoring a tasty meal (or even just watching one come together on a big screen) brings a kind of joy that can’t be explained by logic or reason. When I see Juliette Binoche’s Eugénie, laboring away on a buttery risotto or a vegetable omelet, I’m overcome by the sense memory of something deliciously intimate, like being held tight or a loved one’s scent. In that moment, nothing else seems to matter. – The New York Times