Review of Burnt (2015) by Christian H — 07 Aug 2016

"I sentenced myself to shuck 1 million oysters. Today is the last day of my penance.".

And that last day should've been the end of the universe readers, because Burnt is a failure. Ok, I will say that Burnt is extremely well shot and well lit. It nourishes the food well like we've seen in Chef and Big Night. This doesn't excuse the film being a colossal turd nugget. Why should I care for this tyrannical, aloof, tattooed with mistakes asshole? Well, you shouldn't but every gives him chances like a plate of free chips. If you really wanted this quirky rip off of Gordon Ramsay to be at all in danger or of need of sympathy, then maybe they should pit some obstacles. This film is utterly predictable apart from one dramatic 'gasp of the mouth' moment in which I cheered on the trouble-maker. We follow a Chef who whips out all his "charming" parables on working with food that's of lower class, tucking into a burger king whopper. And then I'm supposed to feel anything for this character as he destructively ruins his workplace, treats people like shits even though that's, and he probably knows (the whimsical fucker), what got him mad with power in the first place (although how would I know? He sentenced himself to shuck a million oysters, clearly the guy is batshit crazy, clearly he knowing of the actions he could take to fix things as that is how the movie begins. A ridiculous punishment, he waits it out like a coward and then props himself as a food elitist? What do you mean you don't bake cakes? Pathetic! ) and wants everything to be oh-so-incredibly perfect? There is nothing worth caring about in this movie, it's predictable, laughable, well-shot and fairly well acted tripe.

Burnt looses all three Michelin stars. And it made me loose my sanity.

Thanks Gordably Rooper.

D-.

19/100.