Saw Jiro Dreams of Sushi tonight at the Colony. I don't tend to eat sushi and watching Jiro Dreams of Sushi made me hungry even though I had dinner (at Hayashi-Ya, maegwynn's current favorite RTP-area sushi restaurant) before and a cookie during. Yay foodporn. Most of the film score is Philip Glass, so if you like that it's great and if you don't, well, look at the gorgeous sushi. This is a documentary made about Jiro, an 85-year-old sushi chef, his tiny restaurant which is booked a month in advance and serves only sushi: no drinks, no appetizers, no desserts. Only sushi. A three-star Michelin rating for a hole-in-the-wall place in a subway.
As for the people involved that is not a terribly happy story: Jiro, an 85-year-old sushi chef who's been working since he was nine and simply can't stop but seems happy, his younger son of 50 who Jiro kicked out to start his own sushi restaurant, and his 62-year-old eldest son who patiently serves under Jiro until it is his time to take over the family restaurant. There is an expectation that when he takes over the restaurant will do badly simply from the loss of the founder despite the eldest having been effectively responsible for the place for several years.
* Footnote - A well-respected Talmudic scholar is awarded a prize, but his father, another Talmudic scholar who has been ignored, is informed by mistake that he will be receiving the award. I plan to see this as soon as I can. The poster is excellent.
* The Deep Blue Sea - Drama, British, about 1950.