Let’s agree to refrain from any cooking puns in this review of Burnt. Come on – we’re better than that!
It’s hard not to feel a tad burned by Burnt, a movie which delivers delicious appetizers without following them up with an even adequate main course.
Were you even listening to what I just said? No cooking jokes! I’m watching you, buddy. You may continue.
The DVD for Burnt comes with a 24-minute featurette (“In the Kitchen with Bradley Cooper”) which is arguably more interesting than the actual movie. You are reminded that the director, John Wells, has a rich history of providing the definitive cinematic depictions of hyper-specific workplaces, with his handheld cameras and nonstop medical jargon on ER and “walk-and-talk” steadicam sequences and Aaron Sorkin dialog on The West Wing. You are told by an overly enthusiastic producer that Burnt is supposed to be like The Magnificent Seven or Seven Samurai of cooking movies, with one central figure (Cooper) gathering together a band of all-star misfits to staff his kitchen. Bradley Cooper tells us that due to his food-obsessed Italian upbringing he actually wanted to become a chef, going so far as to work in the kitchen of a high-scale restaurant while still a teenager.
That might be why Cooper sought out and landed the starring role in FOX’s short-lived 2005 drama series Kitchen Confidential
Cooper also admits that when he made Burnt it was after American Sniper but before his Tony-winning turn in the Broadway revival of The Elephant Man. Those were two life-changing roles; Burnt was just supposed to be an in-between project, a challenging, but fun opportunity to live out his childhood dream. However, he now regards it as being equally life-changing.
See, even a relative box office bomb like Burnt can still mean the world to the people who made it.
Cooper stars as Adam Jones, a remarkably arrogant and domineering American chef who once commanded a two-star restaurant in Paris before imploding due to drink, sex and general self-destructive behavior. It’s several years later now, and he’s in London, mending fences with some of his old crew and getting back into the game, talking his way into a new restaurant (owned by an old ally played by Daniel Bruhl) with promises of turning it into a three-star establishment. Adam’s re-emergence directly threatens an old colleague (played by Matthew Rhys) who now runs his own solid, if unspectacular London eatery.
In other words, mean guy yells at people a lot, and then remembers how to use his inside voice.
Don’t get me wrong. Cooper is fantastic in the part. As BluRay.com put it, “His ability to transmit his ferocious approach in the kitchen, to feel completely natural within its operations, and demonstrate an encyclopedic yet nuanced and personal approach to food, its preparation, and its presentation is beyond reproach.”
As intentionally unlikable as Jones is meant to be at first, Cooper certainly makes him a compelling on-screen presence, particularly during the early section of the story when he is recruiting his, as the film’s producer put it, Magnificent Seven-esque group of misfits. The standouts in the bunch include an under-appreciated sous chef who’s a single mother just trying to make ends meet (Sienna Miller), a young worker at a trendy pop-up London sandwich shop (Sam Keely) and one of Adam former associates from Paris who claims to have forgiven him (Omar Sy).
Ultimately, he’ll teach them how to be better cooks, and they’ll gradually teach him how to be a better person, which will in turn make him an even better cook. A win-win-win?
Along the way, you will witness some of the most exhilarating cooking scenes yet realized on film. It might seem like I used the wrong word in that sentence, but “exhilarating” is the best way to describe it because in this realm of high-stress cooking the combatants are in constant motion, responding in unison to the commands barked out by their iron-fisted leader.
It’s just a shame that all of that effort was wasted on a film whose story is unworthy of its performers. Similar to Cooper’s other 2015 box office bomb Aloha, way too much is held back about his character’s background. As BluRay.com put it, “Burnt never truly sets its character up for a serious bit of life reversal. Jones’ past is more an idea than it is a tangible concept the audience can deeply appreciate and understand, and his path to redemption is never given any serious thought beyond the moment and the broadest of story direction.”
He did, um, something back in Paris. It was bad.
He had some kind of relationship with the daughter of his mentor, and she shows back up to mostly look gorgeous (Alicia Vikander can’t help that) and increasingly concerned.
He owes some guys a lot of money for, um, something.
Plus, there are parts that just don’t quite add up to enough. For example, the gay owner of Adam’s new restaurant is helplessly in love with him. Meanwhile, Adam’s kind of, sort of falling in love with Sienna Miller, whose daughter is the toughest critic. It’s all far too undercooked.
Undercooked? Really? Another cooking pun? Try harder, man.
Whenever Burnt is in the kitchen, it is a sight to behold, even for the most jaded Kitchen Nightmares-viewers. When it ventures out, though, it wastes some admirable performances on a lackluster story. That’s what makes it so vexing. It’s compulsively watchable, but it’s ultimately [wait for it] a meal in search of an ever-elusive perfect recipe.
That’s it. You’re done. I don’t even know what “a meal in search of an ever-elusive perfect recipe” even means, cooking pun boy.
THE CRITICAL CONSENSUS
28% – “Burnt offers a few spoonfuls of compelling culinary drama, but they’re lost in a watery goulash dominated by an unsavory main character and overdone clichés.”