A man tries to get a smoking room approved at the company he works at. While there is initial support from other employees, many end up backing out and change their opinions towards how the company should be run.
Julio D. Wallovits
Miguel Ángel González,
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With haute-cuisine as its main theme, one would expect an array of exquisite dishes being served up, and exhibited to every last mouth watering detail. Alas, there are no close up shots of delicious looking food. A highly praised restaurant is mostly so a platform that allows for the characters attending, to act and speak in an affected manner. The problem with that, is that nothing interesting or witty is being said at any point. The script veers oddly between overdone "fine" manners and low brow slapstick.
Another issue is the Catalan pretentiousness in this film. It seems the film maker so desperately wants to prove that Catalans are a completely separate entity from Spain, that not a single Spanish person is to be heard or seen. Quite unrealistic if your restaurant is located in Barcelona. The tables are filled with rich Irish, American, English and Japanese customers, to which they abase themselves with no qualms. Elitism is just fine, as long as its not the Spanish rich they have to suck up to.
Thirdly, the opening credits promise a special appearance by the Nancys Rubias, a popular punk-pop band in Spain (and Catalunia). When they finally appear, their performance is muted, and is substituted by some random 60s song. We see the band members bop about a few seconds, and that's it; total let down. Which sums up the general modus operandi of the film, it promises a lot and delivers very little.
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