Sideways por Melhor Ataque Nervoso e Melhor Explicação

É impossível assistir Sideways e não morrer de vontade de tomar uma taça de vinho – ainda mais para quem aprecia o motivo dado pelo Miles…

Uhmm, I don’t know, I don’t know. It’s a hard grape to grow, as you know. Right? It’s, 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.

… ou o da Maya:

I like to think about the life of wine. 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.

Nada se compara, porém, aos ataques do Miles  e o melhor deles, que me faz ter crise de riso quando vou escolher um vinho no supermercado, é definitivamente esse: