My cat is sitting on my chest. It’s not the easiest posture for blogging, having a cat on your chest, but I suppose I’m managing regardless.
I went to see the movie The Menu in theaters last night. Spoiler alert. If you want to see this movie without spoilers, don’t continue reading.
Alright, with that out of the way I’d like to start talking about this movie. Honestly, I don’t think it was revolutionary, I didn’t think it was super deep, and I don’t think it’s the best film ever. I did think it was good, though. The class consciousness in it is quite nice to see. It makes me wonder what millionaire funded this film that sharply criticizes millionaires. In the film, this premier master chef has decided his restaurant’s last operating day will end with a bang. In other words, it’s a planned murder/suicide event. The indictments of the super wealthy are throughout, and they really pull no punches.
I just really enjoyed a story that illustrates the struggles of the working class in the face of an indignant upper crust. It feels like vindication, though it really is more of a sad story. It does end in a lot of death, but certainly a few punches thrown at the upper class. It’s really pretty wild, and the movie certainly surprises. I had a good time watching it.