Neljapäev, 31.märts 2005. No, if anyone orders Merlot, I'm leaving. I am NOT drinking any fucking Merlot!
Üleeile käisime Sideways'i vaatamas. Mida rohkem ma sellele filmile mõtlen, seda paremaks see film läheb. Üks on kindel - kui muud sellest filmist ei saa, siis veinist teisiti mõtlemise saab küll. Minu puhul ta aktiviseeris veinist teisiti, õigemini, nõndaviisi mõtlemist. Me ju teame küll, et on inimesi, kelle jaoks vein on terve suur osa elust, terve universum, aga see kõik jääb kaugeks ja noh, aeg-ajalt teeb see kõik ju nalja ka (a la mis kuradi maitseid sa sellest veinilonksust veel välja suudad lugeda!?!). Juba mõned aastad tagasi, kui Frensis töötasin, saime päris korraliku veinikooli. Prantsusmaalt parimatest veinikeldritest käisid soliidsed härrasmehed kohal ja õpetasid veine tundma ning nendega õigesti ringi käima (alates veinipudeli kättevõtmisest kuni klaasipesuni). Siis ma juba hakkasin aduma seda maailma, seda, mida üks pudel veini endast kujutab. Mida see tähendab. Ja mis maitseid sealt tõepoolest välja saab lugeda. Frensis oli lahe see, et me ka alati maitsesime veine, mida kliendile pakkusime (see omakorda kinnistas ja arendas suhtumist veini kui ülimalt intelligentsesse jooki). Pidime endale selgeks tegema veini vanuse, täidluse astme jne jne - kõik selleks, et kliendile alati lendavalt selgitada, mida ta kurgust alla kallab. Selles mõttes olen ma veendunud, et teenindaja peab teatud mõttes klendi ees mängima koolitavat rolli (üldiselt peab see toimima nii, et klient sellest ise aru ei saa, sest milline klient tahab end tunda teenindajast lollimana).
Sideways on samasugune õppematerjal nagu olid need koolitused Frensi ajal. Ainsa vahega, et kinos olles ei olnud võimalik veini klaasis kallutada, õhutada ja suus loksutada. Jah, ja filmi õppemaretjalis oli muidugi palju elulist staffi kõige selle veini teema juurde. Ja mida rohkem ma sellele mõtlen, seda rohkem paralleele ma oma eluga tõmmata saan. Just praegu tabasin veel ühe paralleeli. Vau. Filmi vaatamise ajal kümblesin nii paljudes assotsatsioonides (mitte ainult seoses enda eluga, vaid ka teiste eludega minu ümber), et mul hakkas vahepeal lausa ebameeldiv.
Kokku oli see üks hea film. Tõesti.
Täna hommikul päike paistis. Nüüd on taevas pilve läinud. Nädalavahetuseks lubas kuni 14 kraadi sooja. Homme on Sis-i sünna.
*
Maya: You know, can I ask you a personal question, Miles?
Miles Raymond: Sure.
Maya: Why are you so in to Pinot?
Miles Raymond: [laughs softly]
Maya: I mean, it's like a thing with you.
Miles Raymond: [continues laughing softly]
Miles Raymond: Uh, I don't know, I don't know. Um, it's a hard grape to grow, as you know. Right? It's uh, it's thin-skinned, temperamental, ripens early. It's, you know, it's not a survivor like Cabernet, which can just grow anywhere and uh, thrive even when it's neglected. No, Pinot needs constant care and attention. You know? And in fact it can only grow in these really specific, little, tucked away corners of the world. And, and only the most patient and nurturing of growers can do it, really. Only somebody who really takes the time to understand Pinot's potential can then coax it into its fullest expression. Then, I mean, oh its flavors, they're just the most haunting and brilliant and thrilling and subtle and... ancient on the planet.
[--]
Miles Raymond: What about you?
Maya: What about me?
Miles Raymond: I don't know. Why are you in to wine?
[--]
Maya: No, I- I like to think about the life of wine.
Miles Raymond: Yeah.
Maya: How it's a living thing. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. I like to think about all the people who tended and picked the grapes. And if it's an old wine, how many of them must be dead by now. I like how wine continues to evolve, like if I opened a bottle of wine today it would taste different than if I'd opened it on any other day, because a bottle of wine is actually alive. And it's constantly evolving and gaining complexity. That is, until it peaks, like your '61. And then it begins its steady, inevitable decline.
Miles Raymond: Hmm.
Maya: And it tastes so fucking good.
/Sideways/
Sideways on samasugune õppematerjal nagu olid need koolitused Frensi ajal. Ainsa vahega, et kinos olles ei olnud võimalik veini klaasis kallutada, õhutada ja suus loksutada. Jah, ja filmi õppemaretjalis oli muidugi palju elulist staffi kõige selle veini teema juurde. Ja mida rohkem ma sellele mõtlen, seda rohkem paralleele ma oma eluga tõmmata saan. Just praegu tabasin veel ühe paralleeli. Vau. Filmi vaatamise ajal kümblesin nii paljudes assotsatsioonides (mitte ainult seoses enda eluga, vaid ka teiste eludega minu ümber), et mul hakkas vahepeal lausa ebameeldiv.
Kokku oli see üks hea film. Tõesti.
Täna hommikul päike paistis. Nüüd on taevas pilve läinud. Nädalavahetuseks lubas kuni 14 kraadi sooja. Homme on Sis-i sünna.
*
Maya: You know, can I ask you a personal question, Miles?
Miles Raymond: Sure.
Maya: Why are you so in to Pinot?
Miles Raymond: [laughs softly]
Maya: I mean, it's like a thing with you.
Miles Raymond: [continues laughing softly]
Miles Raymond: Uh, I don't know, I don't know. Um, it's a hard grape to grow, as you know. Right? It's uh, it's thin-skinned, temperamental, ripens early. It's, you know, it's not a survivor like Cabernet, which can just grow anywhere and uh, thrive even when it's neglected. No, Pinot needs constant care and attention. You know? And in fact it can only grow in these really specific, little, tucked away corners of the world. And, and only the most patient and nurturing of growers can do it, really. Only somebody who really takes the time to understand Pinot's potential can then coax it into its fullest expression. Then, I mean, oh its flavors, they're just the most haunting and brilliant and thrilling and subtle and... ancient on the planet.
[--]
Miles Raymond: What about you?
Maya: What about me?
Miles Raymond: I don't know. Why are you in to wine?
[--]
Maya: No, I- I like to think about the life of wine.
Miles Raymond: Yeah.
Maya: How it's a living thing. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. I like to think about all the people who tended and picked the grapes. And if it's an old wine, how many of them must be dead by now. I like how wine continues to evolve, like if I opened a bottle of wine today it would taste different than if I'd opened it on any other day, because a bottle of wine is actually alive. And it's constantly evolving and gaining complexity. That is, until it peaks, like your '61. And then it begins its steady, inevitable decline.
Miles Raymond: Hmm.
Maya: And it tastes so fucking good.
/Sideways/
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