This banal film lacks all the ingredients of a good movie. Its' tragic beginning in India quickly descends into fairy tale mode, with one scene after the other featuring cliché dialogue, events and musical background. Instead of developing the underlying culture clash storyline, the producers choose to make commercial soup which never rises above the superficial. Their recipe? A pretty French town with some computer-generated background, mixed with a few long shots of fireworks and the Eiffel Tower, and throw in a gazillion mind-numbing close-ups of food preparation and drizzled dishes, and voila! You have zee movie! I'm not mentioning the actors because it's not about acting, it's about stereotypes of egotistical chefs, snotty French people, and hard-bargaining Daddies from India. And amazingly, this movie is only half-baked after 2+ hours, by which time, the audience is dozing and wondering, "why didn't I just stay home and watch the Food Channel?"
