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Sideways
- A Wine Writer’s Perspective
by Bob Hosmon, wine columnist for Florida’s Sun-Sentinel
[The best way to enjoy this movie is with a glass or two of a good Pinot Noir. You’ll thank me for the suggestion!]
In 30 years of writing about wine, I’ve never been happy with the way movies
and television treat the subject. Old movies, with elegantly dressed characters
drinking 40-year old champagne, are a joke. (Bubbly that old is way past its
prime.) Red wine consumed on television looks so watery it might as well be
diluted fruit juice (and probably is). Even Frasier’s Niles Crane, a
self-professed wine connoisseur, never properly pronounces Montrachet, his
favorite - and expensive - white Burgundy. (It’s mon-rah-shay, Niles, not
mon-troh-shay). But then along comes a wine-filled movie like Sideways
about two friends who take off for a trip to the Santa Barbara wine country, and
a whole new world of wine opens up on the big screen.
Miles (Paul Giamatti) is occasionally reminiscent of Niles; note the one-letter
difference in their names. He may be a failed writer teaching junior high school
English, but he can drop a French phrase and spout pedantic wine comments with
the best of them. Miles isn’t just a serious wine lover; he's too often a
bonafide pretentious oenophile. Yes, there are those like Miles in the wine
industry. Indeed, some make their living acting like Miles (there's one in the
film).
When Miles is on his way to a dinner with Jack, he protests that he will not go
“if Merlot is being served.” That gets a laugh from the audience, a clear
indication of how low the reputation of Merlot has come, mainly because there
are so many insipid Merlots out there. But the same remark ignores some truly
great Merlots. No Duckhorn, Miles? No Petrus?
Like the most tedious wine pundits, Miles is so wrapped up in what he has to say
that he doesn't realize that most people don't care about or even understand
what he’s saying. Miles’ description of a wine as showing nuances of
“strawberries, passion fruit, and asparagus, with just a fleeting whiff of
Edam cheese” is pretty incomprehensible, not to mention unappetizing.
But Miles isn’t always pedantic. Only when he’s unhappy does he laboriously
instructs his friend Jack (Thomas Haden Church) on the effects of weather on
grapes and the importance of color or uses phrases like “secondary malo-lactic
fermentation” (only winemakers care about it). Finally, Jack gets impatient
with Miles’ never-ending monologue about a wine they’re about to taste and
cuts him off with an apt, “When do we get to drink it?” Way to go, Jack.
When Miles is happy, he’s more real about wine, more likable as a human being.
On a visit with Jack to where he once had a romantic picnic with his ex-wife, he
confesses to sharing a 1995 Opus One with smoked salmon and artichokes, "We
didn't care," he says, indirectly acknowledging the pairing of wine and
food as highly unusual, but a great experience nevertheless. That’s how it
should be. If you want Chardonnay with steak or Cabernet Sauvignon with tuna,
then do it. Don’t worry about what the “experts” say.
Miles is most tolerable when he’s with Maya (Virginia Madsen), satisfied with
calling a wine “very nice” and leaving it at that or offering a funny, but
perfectly understandable description of an awful wine: “It tasted like the
back of an L.A. bus.” When Maya, who’s quite knowledgeable about wine
herself, learns that Miles has a rare 1961 Cheval Blanc Bordeaux he’s been
saving for a special occasion, she urges him to be impulsive, advising him that,
after all, “the day you open a ‘61 Cheval Blanc, that’s a special
occasion.”
Toward the end of the movie, Miles is in a fast food restaurant eating a burger
and drinking his treasured Cheval Blanc from a paper cup. Is it a sign? Will
Miles change, find happiness with Maya, and use his wine knowledge for pleasure,
not pedantry? Well, he’s made a good start. He’s turned a very ordinary
incident into a very special occasion. And so should we all.

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